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(Niko) All of these racks on me it's amazin' I had to stay down, I had to be patient I'ma get up and get to it, I don't like waitin' I just want the money, f**k being famous Me and the money, hidden and tapped in These n***as be hatin' and I even ain't made it yet You said you gon' shoot that shot, then make it They said they gon' count this sh*t up, but ain't make it yet I'm in all black, white ones, holdin' with that red dot Ice cold on my neck, if he reach, he gon' end up like Saint This Glock on me and it's hell hot Put a n***a on the goddamn nеws I'll shoot this b*t*h up if I goddamn lose Pour up some soda then lеan back, we got it sewed up I put my faith inside the roll 'cause it don't fold up I can't fold, yeah I can't fold like the racks I hold You jump in that water better hold your nose This Glock hot but he seen it then froze Took his sh*t but I still want more n***as don't wanna see me blow n***as don't wanna see me shine This something that's just a matter of time Everything good, gotta stay on my grind Tint on my windows I feel like the man This sh*t get real, you know I'm down When them racks hit you know them hoes mad I see a f**k n***a I stay far from that She flew out here, she not from here Say it's up there then it's stuck there I got that fye, it's on me somewhere He tried to rob but he got nowhere He got hit in the blind, he wasn't talkin' bout' no bucks He tried to pull that sweeper, made his partner eat the dust My b*t*h don't speak no English Pourin' different colors in the styrofoam I beat the block like Ike did Tina I been lookin' for that check, you don't got nothin' then I don't need ya' I just talk to the streets, money on my dial tone These racks sing like Aaliyah My wrist got cold stones You could find you way out if it ain't no check involved Came up off the bench, got rich, now all my n***as ball We conversate with that paper, you got nothin', don't talk Ain't no money on the line, you shouldn't even call All of these racks on me it's amazin' I had to stay down, I had to be patient I'ma get up and get to it, I don't like waitin' I just want the money, f**k being famous Me and the money, hidden and tapped in These n***as be hatin' and I even ain't made it yet You said you gon' shoot that shot, then make it They said they gon' count this sh*t up, but ain't make it yet I'm in all black, white ones, holdin' with that red dot Ice cold on my neck, if he reach, he gon' end up like Saint This Glock on me and it's hell hot Put a n***a on the goddamn news I'll shoot this b*t*h up if I goddamn lose Pour up some soda then lean back, we got it sewed up I put my faith inside the roll 'cause it don't fold up
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