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Told Lee he’d be a millionaire

I come from under the bottom, my nigga
Them people ain’t really gon’ like this
I got a new Patek and cash in my drawer
I have about a quarter on my right wrist
Niggas’ll say they happy you score
I’m pretty sure they hope for themselves you miss
He gotta fall at the end of the night
Like a car hood, ’cause I am not a sidekick
I come from under the bottom, my nigga
Them people ain’t really gon’ like this
I got a new Patek and cash in my drawer
I have about a quarter on my right wrist
I know the rules and you know the rules
So we don’t talk over the devices
We never talk ’bout the prizes
We know that freedom is priceless

Niggas that come from the place I’m from
They never grow up to see [?]
Bush gettin’ head from a [?] on God
I saw a nigga just bumpin’ his gum
And then he got poked by the homie
How you gon’ live your whole life on the road
And taught not to feel any road rage?
They ain’t believe in the dream for real
I had to get it my own way
I used to work at the Hilton
My nigga, but workin’ for niggas that doin’ [?]
Niggas is juugin’ and pissin’ and shootin’
And step foot in no hallway
From what you can tell I’m hungry for years
By if he gon’ do it in broad day

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