| I’m smoking backs with OG
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| Pulled the carpet up, made mahogany low key
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| Know these niggas jealous, envious of my whole team
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| But I’mma kill these niggas broad day if it’s on me
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| Fully bossed up, niggas pockets need protein
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| I ain’t had much but you gotta chase your dream
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| Wrote it all down in my spot in like ‘03
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| 10 years later, big shout to my whole team
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| We gon fly to Africa, we gon stop in Rome first
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| Exchange a 100k, and then buy the whole store
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| And we buy the whole floor, fuck it I just want more
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| Look I got fans everywhere, we need a globe tour
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| And I need 100k in stock, that’s a low score
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| Bitches gotta talk less, fiends that’ll hold more
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| Bank accounts with less tax, overseas on show floors
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| Foreign shit, steering wheels opposite like Tom Boys
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| Only real niggas, V12's in my convoy
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| All black tint, bad bitches, Mardi Gras boy (yeah)
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| Take ya top off, I’ll give you some beads ho
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| I could turn your block to a free flow
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| Half-court shot to a freethrow
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| Impossible is nothing, Nike flow
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| It’s all in yo mind, it’s cerebral
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| I smoke so much weed, I should read more
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| Made so much cash I don’t need dough
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| I ate so much food that I feed more
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| So tired of this place, that I leave more
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| And when you this fly, nigga wings grow
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| Can’t call it cloud 9 til my team know
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| 50 stores up, blowing racks in casinos
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| And I got Ginger with me
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| Grind hard til it benefit me
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| Shine hard, nigga literally
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| Only day ones and my killers with me
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| And them hoes like kill 'em Nipsey
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| You see me out shopping, they be like what’s poppin ay?
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| We, something different
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| More or less,?
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| And I could tell, you could tell, too more or less
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| We, something different
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| Than now
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| More or less |