| Correct
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| 808 Mafia
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| Correct
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| All this money on my mind
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| All time I’ve been minding my business
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| Haters disguising their friendships
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| I see through all that fake shit
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| I’m running thin on my patience
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| But Imma keep running towards greatness
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| All these obstacles I’m faced with
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| All these blessings, I’m gracious
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| Can’t be blinded by darkness
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| With all these god damn diamonds
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| I used to live with no lights on
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| So now I’m god damn shining
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| (?) with 180 spokes
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| That’s how I be god damn sliding
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| House for my mom and my sister
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| Is how the money get divided
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| Make sure my kids go private
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| Private jet, my own pilot
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| Private island, I’m a pirate
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| And didn’t have to use a pyrex
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| I’m a genius, mad scientist
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| Smoke the weed for my sinuses
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| All the straps got silencers
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| I’m adding up no minuses
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| Paper trending in the right direction
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| I build a house off a mixtape
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| Now its clean blunts like the (?)
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| The car top slingshot
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| The rings chop like a switchblade
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| None of my niggas is bitch made
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| Hustle hard 'til the rent’s paid
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| Now bow to God and your sensei
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| Allahu akbar, shiny new car
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| Now shine like the star that we know that you are
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| Thirty chains you shining too hard
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| Came all from me so I’m thanking you God
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| True blessings, Chevy 2 S’s
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| Super sports, I (?) Teslas
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| With the gull wings
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| Giant Elliot on my drawstrings
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| I’m flossing
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| V12 in my new coupe
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| Back yard full court hoop
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| Playing horse with the Cavaliers
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| Mini-mansion, my stones dancing
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| Shining bright like chandaliers
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| Through many years I shed some tears
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| Now its gold grills when I’m smiling
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| Patek Phillipe my wrists
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| Phillip Childs my dish
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| Louis Chanel my chick
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| That 'rari came with no mileage
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| Got blessings, blessings on blessings
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| Learn a lesson, teach a lesson
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| The game, the streets I’m professin'
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| Wisdom shared worth more than gold
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| Not flexing
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| I let evil thoughts penetrate my mind
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| Now exit
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| I was around dark people who wouldn’t let me shine
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| So I left it
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| God said in time he would give me shine
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| So I read it
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| He said you’re my son, and you’re so divine
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| With a message
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| From the beginning you was put here to win
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| Oh my god that’s some leverage
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| Don’t ever mistake it, you put here for greatness
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| That’s destined
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| Allahu akbar, shiny new car
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| Now shine like the star that we know that you are
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| Thirty chains you shining too hard
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| Came all from me so I’m thanking you God |