Correction Paroles 401 & Kingston par Kofi

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I don't really talk about the sh*t I did In my past
All my n*ggas sayin' crazy, what's the problem with that
401 in case you raise me put my hood on the map
Only time I leave my crib is to deliver the slaps
You know I keep my circle small I only ride with my slats
I've been snaked a couple times but I keep that in the past
If you acting like you know me, I ain't f*cking with that
You say you're my homie, no no no no

Ever since I got the money n*ggas acting different
I keep a premade n*gga with me cuz he pack it with him
I had some shawtys tryna play me like it's Activision
Even lying to my face, they call it cappin' n*gga
On her knees and I made her sign the NDA
Now my chains are gold like the Mandalay
And you know the way I'm ballin', go the NBA
But am I acting different, no no no no

I don't really talk about the sh*t I did In my past
All my n*ggas sayin' crazy, what's the problem with that
401 in case you raise me put my hood on the map
Only time I leave my crib is to deliver the slaps
You know I keep my circle small I only ride with my slats
I've been snaked a couple times but I keep that in the past
If you acting like you know me, I ain't f*cking with that
You say you're my homie, no no no no

Now I pull up in a new whip, never with a new chick
Where the f*ck were you at when you saw me going through it
I was broke broke broke, pressing n*ggas on some bullsh*t
Now I live in Cali', that don't mean that I don't do this
I got n*ggas walking with a hammer we don't got no toolkits
Now I'm making money and investing on some jewel sh*t
And I'm bout to my a mansion with a courtyard and a pool yeah
And i'ma split it with my, bro bro bro bro's
I know that I'll be the best cuz I don't know how to quit
Now I'm meeting all these n*ggas cuz' there all in my sh*t
Saying f*cking Switzerland and now it's all on my wrist
And I ain't have to hit the studio, I made this song in my crib
Never had no money, now I know how how it tastes
I just pulled up on my n*gga and he whippin a race
Live fast, die young, and I live like a race
My momma told me, go slow, go slow

I don't really talk about the sh*t I did In my past
All my n*ggas sayin' crazy, what's the problem with that
401 in case you raise me put my hood on the map
Only time I leave my crib is to deliver the slaps
You know I keep my circle small I only ride with my slats
I've been snaked a couple times but I keep that in the past
If you acting like you know me, I ain't f*cking with that
You say you're my homie, no no no no

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