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(J. Crisp)
Yeah
(You eating up, Lavish)
Yeah
(Chris you idiot, look at what you did)
Look

Remember them nights when a n***a was strugglin', no we gon' ball like the sandlot (Yeah)
And they always gon' doubt me, I get in position, they sit on they a** and I stand out
Know that feelin', you down and you 'bout the go under, I woke up and seen I'm the man now
Foreign b*t*h wanna give me the chance now (Yeah), when I get in the room, pull her pants down (Aye)
'Cause I just went though the hurt, it took too long keep it real 'til the tombstone (Yeah)
They hate the youngin in front likе a headlight, hope thesе n***as don't move wrong (Baow, baow)
Don't wanna f**k, but I know that her head right, after that I'ma move on
Cop me some diamonds, they two tone
How I ran up a check with no shoes on? (Aye)

'Cause I'm still in the hood with my n***as (Yeah)
I'm not fat, but my pockets got bigger (Yeah)
And don't gotta say it, they know I'm official, I ain't gotta put on a whistle (No, no)
I don't gotta say it, they know I'm that n***a, I promise ain't nobody realer (Yeah)
These n***as be dissin', I swear I don't feel 'em 'cause I really be with some hitters (Baow)
But I never change (Change)
I been at the top and I'm still gon' remain, I won't land, but I'm high like a plane
It ain't no comparisons 'cause we not the same, addicted to money, it run in my veins
No love for these b*t*hes, I know she just want a n***a with change
I copped me a foreign and stay in my lane, yeah
The way that I roll, I come to yo' city and turn up a show
I run up my digits, I'm f**king these hoes
I tell her this as far as we go
Say that it's smoke, then you know I'ma blow
Plus, my lil' youngins be spinnin' for low, I kept it 350, I stick to the code
The way that I ball, I feel like D Rose (Yeah)
Remember them nights when a n***a was strugglin', no we gon' ball like the sandlot (Yeah)
And they always gon' doubt me, I get in position, they sit on they a** and I stand out
Know that feelin', you down and you 'bout the go under, I woke up and seen I'm the man now
Foreign b*t*h wanna give me the chance now (Yeah), when I get in the room, pull her pants down (Aye)
'Cause I just went though the hurt, it took too long keep it real 'til the tombstone (Yeah)
They hate the youngin in front like a headlight, hope these n***as don't move wrong (Baow, baow)
Don't wanna f**k, but I know that her head right, after that I'ma move on
Cop me some diamonds, they two tone
How I ran up a check with no shoes on? (Aye)

Yeah, look
I'ma pop a f**k n***a, he move wrong
I'ma cop me some diamonds, they two tone (Two tone)
I'ma cop me some diamonds, they two tone (Two tone)
'Cause I just went though the hurt, it took too long keep it real 'til the tombstone
They hate the youngin in front like a headlight, hope these n***as don't move wrong
Don't wanna f**k, but I know that her head right, after that I'ma move on
Cop me some diamonds, they two tone
How I ran up a check with no shoes on? (Shoes on)

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