| Yeah, yeah
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| Niggas thought they want success, I’ma tell you what this shit come with nigga
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| Uh, yeah, look
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| Mama traded on me, partners hated on me
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| Baby mama even had some robbers waiting on me
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| The streets
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| I should’ve left that bitch when she broke my heart the first time
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| I swear to god I’m gifted, I came for
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| I hope the lord forgives me, I ain’t have a spot to live in
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| They could’ve killed me but it built me I uplifted by myself
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| They wanna milk me try to jail me but I built it by myself, yeah
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| Came in the game like a running back, tell 'em that I need my money back
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| Tell the father I ain’t coming back, every day I try to run from that
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| They could’ve killed me but it built me I uplifted by myself
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| They wanna milk me try to jail me but I built it by myself, yeah
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| They did not think I would make it this far, they love me today but hate me
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| tomorrow
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| I bought her a house, I bought her a car, why the fuck does she keep asking for
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| more
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| I done seen rich niggas go back to poor, I done seen fuck up the score
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| They won’t let me in, I broke down the door
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| Won’t let me get mine, then I’ma take yours
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| Mama traded on me, partners hated on me
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| Baby mama even had some robbers waiting on me
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| I’ma do my motherfucking thing nigga, y’all a motherfucking thing nigga, hah,
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| let’s do it
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| I gave it my all, I never gave up
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| If you know what it took you wouldn’t take it from us
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| They made a lot when I didn’t make much, now on the lottos them niggas on hush
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| Who can can I trust, I trust my niggas
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| I trust my bitch I bought all of them pistols
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| I don’t even sizzle, I stood up
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| I came in the game, I fucked up the game 'cause these niggas lame
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| They fuck with my chain, them pistols gon' talk and they gonna say bang
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| Them rappers ain’t talk 'bout no motherfucking thing, your rapping is over you
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| better go sing
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| Fuck what you bring, fuck what you
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| We shoot that bitch up you think it’s a game
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| I had these niggas on Twitter, I meant to show 'em the pistols
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| I feel sorry for your sisters, I might fuck on Christmas
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| Niggas talking shit until they hear them pistols pop out
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| Try me if you want it, you gon' get your ass knocked off
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| Mama traded on me, partners hated on me
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| Baby mama even had some robbers waiting on me, yeah
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| They could’ve killed me but it built me I uplifted by myself, yeah
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| Something that between an artists that’s coming, and me, you or someone,
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| something like that
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| What did they say?
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| They said that the two of you guys that were wearing security shirts were
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| walking around with rifles on, and walking around back here
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| I want to give you guys the perfect opportunity to leave because you’ve been
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| asked to leave, I don’t want to press it any further ok?
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| So we’re giving you that opportunity now to just go ahead and bounce, alright?
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| Yeah fuck nigga, I ride around this motherfuckin' city by my motherfuckin' self
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| Not a motherfuckin' security in sight, everybody in the city know my
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| motherfuckin' car nigga
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| That white Hellcat, that white Corvette nigga
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| You know we be buying shit just to crash it nigga, huh
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| You bought your motherfuckin' jewelry off shows nigga
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| I bought my jewelry off dope money nigga
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| I came from the bottom nigga, West side of Atlanta nigga
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| Niggas know not to come here on West end nigga
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| Police done got killed over here fuck nigga
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| Better go do your research nigga
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| Ahk shit, pop shit |