If you diss me in yo' raps, I'll get your pussy ass stuck up If you ain't about that murder game then pussy nigga shut up I'm that real nigga what up, real nigga what up This 2-door Maybach, with my seat all reclinin' We young niggas and we mobbin', like Batman and we're Robin They like, my nigga back home that young nigga be wildin' I got young niggas that's rollin' I got niggas throwin' b'sĮvery time I'm in that bitch I get to throwin' 30 G's You fuck around, you fuck around, you fuck around, get smokedĬause these Philly niggas I brought with me don't fuck around These niggas tryna take my life, they fuck around get killed I'm ridin' around my city with my hands strapped around my toastĬause these niggas want me dead and I gotta make it back homeĬause my momma need that bill money and my son need some milk That Lambo, my new bitch, she'll ride like my ghost I'm the type to count a million cash then grind like I'm broke When I bought that Ashton Martin y'all thought it was rented?įlexin' on these niggas, I'm like Popeye on his spinachĭouble M, yeah that's my team, Rozay the captain, I'm the lieutenant

Hold up wait a minute, y'all thought I was finished? Was on my grind and now I got what I deserve fuck nigga Gangstas move in silence, nigga and I don't talk a lot You ain't talkin' bout my niggas then what you talkin' bout? Phantom so big, it can't even fit in the parking spot Hater rest in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot Then I bought that new Ferrari, hater rest in peace When I bought the Rolls Royce they thought it was leased Icy as a hockey rink, Philly nigga I'm Flyer Got foreign bitches menaging, fuckin', suckin', and swallowin'Īnything for a dollar, they tell me get 'em, I got 'em No crawling, went straight to walkin' with foreign cars in my garage I go and get it regardless, draw it like I'm an artist They love me when I was stuck and hated when I was departed Of what we started, lil' nigga but I'm lionhearted I'm gettin' cream, never let them hoes get in between Nigga please before them triggers squeeze Got a shorty, she try'na bless me like I said, 'Achoo'

If you want it you gotta see it with a clear-eyed view It was time to marry the game and I said, 'Yeah, I do' See my dreams unfold, nightmares come true In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on wrists In a matter of time I spent on some locked up shit So I had to grind like that to shine like this I used to pray for times like this, to rhyme like this Ain't this what they've been waiting for?

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