| I’mma ball till I fall, till you haters come get me
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| Do one for my nigga, drive the Chevy like a Bentley
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| Speed limit a buck twenty, but he doing two fifty
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| Top down, money up, what he screaming? |
| Fuck with me
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| Fuck with me, fuck with me (let's get this money)
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| Fuck with me, fuck with me (let's get this money)
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| You know I used to drive my Chevy like a Bentley
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| If you talking bout your money my nigga fuck with me
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| Fuck with a nigga, yeah ain’t shit changed
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| In something half a ticket, top down, switching lanes
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| Still living sucker free, you know how I feel about lames
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| Had to drop a few niggas, y’all ain’t feeling my pain
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| I see envy in their eyes I see jealousy in their hearts
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| I ain’t see em when I was hiding 8 balls in the yard
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| Penitentiary chest, posted up in the trenches
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| Talking with the tools, yeah the hammers and the wrenches
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| Got the ground up, when I’m in traffic
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| Putting on a show, when you done nigga I’m clapping
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| I mix with water with the yola, arm hammer, made a boulder
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| You think you’re paid a lot, wait until you hear the motor
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| Wrap it up, delta dash, Ziploc and Saran that
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| Got one question for you, nigga where them rubber bands at?
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| Niggas talking that rich shit, I’m tryna be wealthy
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| Be around the spinach so that’s why I’m eating healthy
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| Yeah we eating good, whole foods, no rice boy
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| 32 millimeter, see it no ice boy
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| I’m living like I’m bullet proof, Makaveli ricochet
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| Life served me lemons nigga, so I made some lemonade
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| All because I sold a little raw together, yeah that notebook
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| Got these motherfuckers acting like they really know you
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| That was 04, ain’t nothing stay the same
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| Tunnel vision to the money longer than a train |