| Millz
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| Young Money
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| Harlem
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| What it is?
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| Uhh
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| My mama always said I was just like a star, I was in the sky
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| And now that I’m shining I see why
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| See baby I ain’t just talking, I really do my my my
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| My motherf***ing thing and that’s 'til I die
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| I go hard, so hard on them
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| Shine bright like a star on them
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| Stand out like the hair, do a Marge on them
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| Simpson, I’m different, you cliché
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| My lambo mr Simpson, it’s orange, call it O. J
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| Ungrateful or angry, no way
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| I almost died twice so my smile is on Colgate
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| God is great, life is good, so I’m OK
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| I got a plaque coming and a chick that tastes like rosé
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| The amputed quote me, so potent you can smoke me
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| I’m in the sky bitch, tell them scope me
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| New sports car, like fuck a tint
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| I’m really out here riding on success
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| And I’m loving it
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| Hood Rich bitch
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| My mama always said I was just like a star, I was in the sky
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| And now that I’m shining I see why
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| See baby I ain’t just talking, I really do my my my
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| My motherfucking thing and that’s 'til I die
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| I go hard, so hard on them
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| Shine bright like a star on them
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| Can’t leave the game alone I’m going Brett Favre on them
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| And my teachers used to tell me ain’t no guarantees
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| When it comes to rap but I
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| I made a reality out of my fantasy
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| Clean cut, clean fit with the Jordan’s on
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| But still
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| I remember standing in that line on McDonalds with burger money but couldn’t
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| afford the meal
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| Now I’m in France at the Sofitel, write some bills
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| Glass of ice with Gireel and I’m loving it |