| Platinum in that trap, you heard?
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| Young rich and black
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| I ain’t never gotta rap, you heard?
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| I done went platinum in that trap, you heard?
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| Ain’t worried 'bout shit but them racks, you heard?
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| They hate me 'cause I’m young rich and black, you heard?
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| I ain’t never gotta rap, you heard?
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| I done went platinum in that trap, you heard?
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| Ain’t worried 'bout shit but some racks, you heard?
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| They hate me 'cause I’m young rich and black, you heard?
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| Used to have junkies clean the trap up
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| Way before you lil' niggas ever had a rap buzz
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| I’m on Fordham and Hayes picking packs up
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| Making hand-to-hand transactions with my strap tucked
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| Was a heavy hand nigga breaking razor blades
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| I’m up early on the first day getting paid today
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| Cut the big up in rocks, sold the whole eighth
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| My favorite auntie come and clean the whole plate
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| You ain’t no real hustler, you ain’t sold shake
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| When it’s money on the floor, we make the hoes wait
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| Used to save up to get a whole cake
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| Ask the fiends about me, they know my whole name, bitch
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| I ain’t never gotta rap, you heard?
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| I done went platinum in that trap, you heard?
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| Ain’t worried 'bout shit but them racks, you heard?
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| They hate me 'cause I’m young rich and black, you heard?
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| I ain’t never gotta rap, you heard?
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| I done went platinum in that trap, you heard?
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| Ain’t worried 'bout shit but some racks, you heard?
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| They hate me 'cause I’m young rich and black, you heard?
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| Hundred pounds came in, it’s time to break 'em down
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| Only selling zips and halfs, ain’t no weight around
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| We call this shit a drought if ain’t no yay around
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| I need three-fifty in quarters like Kanye around
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| Talking 'bout that work, not them Yeezys
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| I really put in work, that’s on Jesus
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| Cut a zip of dog up in pieces (What you know about it?)
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| I gotta cut this shit or it might kill the people (They might pass out)
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| My dawg’ll bust your head, I give him a reason
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| Auntie fell and bust her head when she used that needle (For real)
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| The feds was in the hood, you ain’t even peep 'em
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| Now you in the can, worried 'bout if your bitch cheatin' (Damn)
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| Been ballin' on these niggas, this the fifth season
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| Get a whiff of these chains and your bitch leaving (She gone)
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| If I ain’t up close I’ma inf' beam him
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| Nigga drop one of ours and we gon' get even, pussy
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| I ain’t never gotta rap, you heard?
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| I done went platinum in that trap, you heard?
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| Ain’t worried 'bout shit but them racks, you heard?
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| They hate me 'cause I’m young rich and black, you heard?
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| I ain’t never gotta rap, you heard?
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| I done went platinum in that trap, you heard?
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| Ain’t worried 'bout shit but some racks, you heard?
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| They hate me 'cause I’m young rich and black, you heard? |