| I had to spread my wings, jump out my nest
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| Ran out of Act so I’m pourin' up red
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| I took the harder way like I’m Derez
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| Shout out the doctor keep givin' these meds
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| I got the streets in a lock like some dreads
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| Ride on the back of that bitch like some pegs
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| Runnin' this shit, they should cut off my legs
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| Had to play a little smarter, I’m using my head
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| Dropped out of school, took the street way instead
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| I’m a lil' dope boy, I want me some bread
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| I’ma shoot at your body, won’t aim for your neck
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| I just cashed out on a flooded Patek
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| It ain’t a bill when my diamond is big enough
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| I just came home from the can, I’ma live it up
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| I rep the gang, when you see me, I’ma throw it up
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| 'bout to spend three hundred racks on a Bentley truck
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| Screamin' out gang gang gang gang gang
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| I do this shit for the gang
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| I didn’t get in this for fame
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| Nigga ain’t takin' my chain
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| I’ma stand firm with my name
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| They say you get money, you change
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| I got the money and stayed the same
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| I’m tryna stay in my lane
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| Gotta maintain, can’t go back broke
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| Gotta stand tall, won’t bend or fold
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| Drop top 'Vette, tryna keep it in a Rolls
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| Ain’t signin' no deal, ain’t sellin' my soul
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| Gotta run it up fast, my mama gettin' old
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| I’m a million dollar nigga, gotta reach my goal
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| Got the hood on my back, still throwin' up fours
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| They say the Act gettin' low, I’m still pourin' up fours
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| I pour the six if it cost me
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| I like to fuck on your ho on the balcony
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| I got the cheese and I got me some broccolli
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| All color money, this shit like monopoly
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| Can’t get this drip, ain’t no need for you watchin' me
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| I ran my racks up and I moved out of poverty
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| I’m keepin' designer all over my body
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| I got some Buscemi, I got new Givenchy
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| Damn I thought I’d never see the day
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| I’m so glad I made it through the rain
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| They don’t wanna see a nigga straight
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| They don’t wanna see young Gunna paid
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| Take a long time, I had to wait
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| Want this penthouse, a lot of space
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| A lot of hundreds comin' our way
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| Bust it down, split it with the gang
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| Screamin' out gang gang gang gang gang
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| I do this shit for the gang
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| I didn’t get in this for fame
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| Nigga ain’t takin' my chain
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| I’ma stand firm with my name
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| They say you get money, you change
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| I got the money and stayed the same
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| I’m tryna stay in my lane
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| I used to sleep on the floor for a mattress
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| Getting evicted, that shit was embarrassing
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| My mama didn’t have it, we made us a palettes
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| I had to share with the roaches and rats
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| Keep gettin' money these voices keep telling me
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| I went to prison, it made me a better me
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| I can’t get no job, I got too many felonies
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| I been on probation since I was like seventeen
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| I done got me some stripes in the hood like a referee
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| I used to walk into school with that fire on me
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| I’m gettin' money, ain’t really got time to beef
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| I don’t know why these lil bitches be lyin' on me
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| I’m the jungle forreal where them lions be
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| I’m goin' apeshit, they callin' me Willy B
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| These niggas be sayin' they gon' rob me but we’ll see
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| I’m gon' make every nigga with 'em fear me
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| Screamin' out gang gang gang gang gang
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| I do this shit for the gang
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| I didn’t get in this for fame
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| Nigga ain’t takin' my chain
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| I’ma stand firm with my name
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| They say you get money, you change
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| I got the money and stayed the same
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| I’m tryna stay in my lane
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| Run it all up and stay the same, yeah
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| I’ma run it all up and stay the same
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| Run it all up and stay the same, yeah
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| I’ma run it all up and stay the same
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| I will not change for shit, I got my name from this
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| I will not change for shit, I got my name from this
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| I will not change for shit, I got my name from this
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| I will not change for shit, I got my name from this
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| Run it all up and stay the same, yeah
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| I’ma run it all up and stay the same |