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don't make you different
I started to see this shit myself when I got a couple million
Crawl through the mud, I can't lie, I seen too much
Real steppers outside, yeah, squeeze [?]
I told my brother have some patience and your day'll come
Now he sittin' in the kinda jail and he ain't got no bond
You can walk inside my shoes like a sneaker [?]
I overcome obstacles 'cause they still come
I was tryna make a way out, like it was my first day out
Remember my first day out, now I got M's in the count
I eat that pussy like Sachi, eat my dick like a crepe
I got some niggas in the South, I sip on purple like grape
these streets by my side you don't want war with us
I feel so stuck in my life I had to pour me a cup
If I hurt your feelings I'm sorry I don't apologize
My penthouse got a birds view through God's eyes

I got gang gang (Gang, gang), I got mob ties (Mob ties)
I got Porsche, with the frog eyes
Got a handcrafted JJ with the pom powder
All this money on my mind talk to God about it (Yeah, yeah)
I gotta grab dough
Brand new white Rolls Royce
And that bitch mad to talk

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