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Man, they told me, um My first-week sales, I had like sixty-some thousand, but they don't count J-Pay How the f**k you don't count the realest n***as, you know what I'm saying? That's that label sh*t, f**k that sh*t (Will-A-Fool) Got kicked out the crib, put a latch on it It feel good to sleep all in the trap, don't it? I be hanging 'round killers with racks on me I done made me some plays and put tax on it It feel good to come all the way back from it When you up, they gon' say that you act funny You feel c*cky, you actually got money Felt neglected when Chino got snatched from me If you love the streets more than you love your family, you crazy They love you more, they adore you more 'cause you made it They turned they back on me, I forgave 'em, I'm crazy Them n***as gon' go, them n***as gon' roll whenever I say it Them n***as some hoes, them n***as some hoes, they don't get attention You would try to ignore when I'm at my lowest, I don't forgive you I was at my lowest, I couldn't afford it, I was so miserable I was ditchin' school, mixing lean and juice, I was off chemicals I ain't got a choice, I got a voice, this sh*t difficult Waking up to three million dollars cash, that sh*t a miracle Can't let a b*t*h put me on blast, I'm too spiritual They say I gotta let go of the past, I ain't hearing you
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