| I couldn’t have done it better
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| I couldn’t have done this shit any other way
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| I made it now when they tried to
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| Convince me to make it another day
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| Glad I can see another day
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| I do this shit for my squad, my home team
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| My family, fuck what another say
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| I’m here now, it’s all clear now
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| Somebody pour up, I’m eating good
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| Y’all can’t see my competition til I throw up
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| I’m tore up but I keep shit 100
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| That’s from the toes up
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| Last night it felt like I ran through four clubs
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| Stood on the couch and every single one of em' screaming out
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| «Hoes down and bros up»
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| It’s different when we show up, kicking doors up
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| I’m a young Stunna, young Wayne, I’m Young Money
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| I’m growned up like I’m new here but I’m nuclear
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| That’s a bomb threat mothafucker, watch how I blow up
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| I’m good, I’m reminded I’m good from time to time
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| I’m fine, I be spending time with the Greatest Of All Time all the time
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| And ever since I’m living life every night like it’s '99
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| I’m way ahead of my time I think I was only 8 at that time
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| I rep them five letters forever
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| Will someone just tell the bartender to mix my drink
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| While I mix my thoughts my business in pleasure, I’m clever
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| Long money all around me
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| I just hope I live long enough, long enough to measure
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| We should take pictures sippin' Cristal in COOGI sweaters
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| And I’m still getting better nigga, what’s better?
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| They said I never do it now I’m looking around like, nigga what’s never?
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| And now they run from us when they see us, boy that money’s pressure
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| Plaqs on the wall of every building that I walk into
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| Phone taps cause they curious, careful what you talk into
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| Living the star life you’ll never know you’ll run into like
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| Baby I can change your life
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| Just leave everything that you been through and rise
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| Long as my niggas right then we alright
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| Long as the women right then we alright
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| Long as the drinks on ice then we alright
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| Long as these private flights then we alright
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| Long as we living right then we alright
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| Long as it’s high life then we alright
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| Cause I love it more than anything
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| Boy it’s money over everything, we been alright
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| Yea, It’s money over everything
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| We motivated, flying over everything
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| We make something out of nothing, what up 5?
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| Bag full of every president that ever died
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| Yea, spraying everything that’s in the way
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| We eating over here extended clips, 50 plates
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| It’s a lifestyle, stunna life, everyday
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| A million ones we can throw this shit a million ways
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| Youngin, if you alright then we alright
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| Night life GTV popping every night
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| Fly rich in a different city bright lights
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| With my niggas, rich gang and living high life
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| Yea, guns in the basement, millions in the wall
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| GTV cases, if it’s fuck em' then it’s fuck em' all
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| Audemars and cigars in them new toys
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| Do this shit for riz-zeal
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| Young Money, Rich Gang
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| Ya heard me, with big ears
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| You just a crocodile, I drink a full cup of his tears
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| Can’t recognize you nigga, like Santa cut off his beard
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| And Tunechi, he gon' be alright as long as he got his pills
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| I’m higher than my bitch bills
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| Stop cryin bout' em', bitch chill
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| I’m working on that Carter 5, I got this bitch in fifth gear
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| I can’t stand these niggas
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| I’m a lie down or sit still
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| Get tied down with that fucking steel
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| At your eyebrow or your fucking grill
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| Catch you while you layed up, straight up, bunny ears
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| I shoot your fucking fade up
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| Ratchets don’t touch me, if that pussy smell like
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| Cat fish salmon trout or guppies
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| I ain’t trippin on no ho, treat that ho like a servant
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| I know that ho better know, how to deep throat like a serpent
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| But lose lips shink ships, but I just let these hoes Worship
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| She think I’m a window of opportunity, close curtains
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| Tunechi
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| If my niggas right, then we alright
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| If the women right, then we alright
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| Them drinks on ice, then we alright
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| If it’s private flights, then we alright
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| Long as we livin' right, then we alright
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| Long as it’s high life, then we alright
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| Cause I love it more than anything
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| Boys it’s money over everything, we’ve been alright |