| See I wanna buy a rolex, hanh
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| For all the times they was sleepin' on a nigga
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| Buy the rolex, hanh
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| We ain’t wastin' no more time on you niggas
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| This my rollie flow
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| We used to window shop at the grocery store
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| Hanh, seems like rappers ain’t real no more
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| But we deaf to the bull and they soundin' so-so
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| Take a look at this ma
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| 23 Father Days with no Pops at all
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| Used to be bullied so cruelly, this that restroom hate
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| Now all my toilets gold, that’s a bathroom break
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| Yeah we want stacks, yeah I want stocks
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| Yeah you want a crib, my nigga I need the block
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| I’m talkin' 'bout this platinum, lil' homie you still on gold
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| You want these money trees but you ain’t talkin' 'bout the Forbes
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| You heard my first verse and thought money, cars and clothes
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| I’m talkin' whips and chains, you know slavery in our soul
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| Drink if they don’t know, Rosa Parks still in our role
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| Civil out in public but a freak on the low
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| This that real shit!
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| Uh, praise dancin' in the church
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| Cause me and my Lord done seen it first
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| Workin' hard, workin' hard was a curse
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| Now we cast a shark, last name black hearse
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| Put my momma in a new car
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| For all the times I was reckless out here makin' large
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| Damn, this the life that we live
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| Now gold drapes all on my daughter’s wrist
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| Na, na, na, na, na, na
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| Wait 'til I get my money right
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| Na, na, na, na, na, na
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| Then you can’t tell me nothing, right |