| Startin out with nothin, gettin everything I wanted
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| I used to go to sleep with nothin in my stomach (uh)
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| Now I don’t owe them niggas not a thing no
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| Stay so high but I lay low
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| Did a lot of nonsense but never got caught up in it
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| The hunger the go and get it
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| Them others wasn’t really with it
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| Its all good now cause I’m flossin like I’m supposed to
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| Fuck a Lambo I pull up in an old school
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| And you still might catch me on the pedal bike
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| Niggas know I spit crack like I’m sellin white
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| Was in the trap hella days, hella nights
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| You just playin role, reminding me of like mike
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| Me I’m really ballin
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| And I ain’t got time for the hoes cause the money be callin
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| Count it up til its borin
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| But we can’t go to sleep cause we hustlin, there’s more there
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| I remember days when I didn’t have a thing
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| Thats why I keep the most high up on my chains
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| I don’t worry bout the haters I just keep pushin
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| Real ones show me love, fake ones keep lookin
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| I don’t mean to make you mad then I hate to brag
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| Highschool they tried to play me, shit it made me laugh
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| Now you lookin back, shoulda stayed in class
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| Hated math, now I whip it in the lab like Breaking Bad
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| And my chick is a model, with shrimp in my pasta
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| Get my money on time, don’t need a reminder
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| If you put your mind to it you can easily find it
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| Tryna cop chains that can easily blind ya (uh)
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| True religion sweatpants, back on my bullshit
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| Brother in a jail cell, they caught him with a four clip
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| Thought I was playin, yea they ain’t think I’d be doin this
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| And them niggas that used to hate, ain’t doin shit |