| Hey so what if them niggas made more
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| I knew my time was comin'
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| Had to wait for it
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| So every night a nigga prayed for it
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| Ain’t no goin' back the only way is forward
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| See some people they weren’t made for it
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| That rollie fit my wrist like it was made for it
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| And they hatin' but what’s the hate for
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| Ain’t no stoppin', fuck we need brakes for?
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| I’m at their neck ain’t no lettin' up
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| Fuck a vest we shoot neck and up
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| Life is chessed so I set em up
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| Life’s a gamble I got hella luck
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| Told her we can fuck but don’t get comfortable
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| Ain’t no ceiling on my car drivin' fast yeah uncomfortable
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| I just flooded at my ring look like a royal rumble
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| They say money talk then all you niggas do is mumble
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| And if my bitch trippin' I might let her tumble
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| And no matter what I make I still remain humble
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| That’s word to my mama
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| It’s a cold world streets colder I gotta keep a burner
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| Hey so what if them niggas made more
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| I knew my time was comin'
|
| Had to wait for it
|
| So every night a nigga prayed for it
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| Ain’t no goin' back the only way is forward
|
| See some people they weren’t made for it
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| That rollie fit my wrist like it was made for it
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| And they hatin' but what’s the hate for
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| Ain’t no stoppin', fuck we need brakes for?
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| See I can’t lose we don’t lose
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| A million ways to get it, lil' nigga just choose
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| I chose, to go and eat we weren’t havin' food
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| I showed my niggas how to eat, I ain’t have nothing to prove
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| We were skippin' school, tryna go on the moon
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| The hood day comin' up, shit I’m gonna need some shoes
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| My kicks for a outfit, shit I done been a fool
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| And one thing about Lucc', I never needed you
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| I swear I can’t wait to turn up, look what we been through
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| Lost both of my cousins this year, fuck keepin' cool
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| On my side we ride for our kind
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| And did they tell you I don’t play about mine
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| Hey so what if them niggas made more
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| I knew my time was comin'
|
| Had to wait for it
|
| So every night a nigga prayed for it
|
| Ain’t no goin' back the only way is forward
|
| See some people they weren’t made for it
|
| That rollie fit my wrist like it was made for it
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| And they hatin' but what’s the hate for
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| Ain’t no stoppin', fuck we need brakes for? |