| Who needs a friend when you got a bandroll?
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| Not when you thumb through the check
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| Thumb through a check, didn’t think so (that's that feelin')
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| I’mma turn up untill the law some and get me
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| When I was down bad, swear to God they ain’t hear me
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| I found myself drinkin' out the bottle of the Remy
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| I was frustrated and love turned to envy, yeah
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| Get it, get it, get it and go
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| Niggas don’t show no love no more
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| They always askin' me why I went ghost
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| Cause I know this world soo cold
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| Who needs a friend when you got a bandroll?
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| Not when you thumb through the check
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| Thumb through a check, didn’t think so (that's that feelin')
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| That’s that feelin' baby
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| (that's that feelin')
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| That’s that feelin'
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| Thast’s that feelin', ain’t got no feelings
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| I come from the bottom, I make a million, yeah
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| I run with hittas, I keep 'em with me, yeah
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| And if I send 'em, they come and get you, yeah
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| You was in the trap house you ain’t even trap
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| You was just sittin' in there with your strap
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| You lil niggas walk in rob everybody
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| Take his thing, you ain’t even bust back
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| I left your hoe in the back, I hit your hoe from the back
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| And that’s a fact, I sold a whole lot of crack
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| Did a whole lot of shit to make it where I’m at
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| I don’t need you niggas, I don’t need you bitches
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| I ain’t gon' let a now motherfucker fuck me out my millions, yeah
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| I’m a young rich nigga, yeah
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| If I was sittin' in jail, I would still be rich as hell
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| I’m a hustler, nigga
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| Who needs a friend when you got a bandroll?
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| Not when you thumb through the check
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| Thumb through a check, didn’t think so (that's that feelin')
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| I’mma turn up untill the law some and get me
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| When I was down bad, swear to God they ain’t hear me
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| I found myself drinkin' out the bottle of the Remy
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| I was frustrated and love turned to envy, yeah
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| That’s that feelin' baby
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| That’s that feelin' |