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Ain't this what they've been waiting for? You ready?
I used to pray for times like this, to rhyme like this
So I had to grind like that to shine like this
In a matter of time I spent on some locked up ***
In the back of the paddy wagon, cuffs locked on wrists
See my dreams unfold, nightmares come true It was time to marry the game and I said,
"Yeah, I do" If you want it you gotta see it with a clear-eyed
view Got a shorty, she tryna bless me like I said,
"Achoo" Like a *** sneezed, *** please before
them triggers squeeze I'm gettin' cream, never let them hoes get
in between Of what we started, lil' *** but I'm lionhearted
They love me when I was stuck and they hated when I departed
I go and get it regardless, draw it like I'm an artist
No crawling, went straight to walkin' with foreign cars in my garage
Got foreign *** menaging, ***', suckin', and swallowin'
Anything for a dollar, they tell me get 'em, I got 'em
I did it without an album I did *** with Mariah
Lil' *** I'm on fire Icy as a hockey rink, Philly *** I'm Flyer
When I bought the Rolls Royce they thought it was leased
Then I bought that new Ferrari, hater rest in peace
Hater rest in peace, rest in peace to the parking lot
Phantom so big, it can't even fit in the parking spot
You ain't talkin' bout my *** then what you talkin' bout?
Gangstas move in silence, *** and I don't talk a lot
I don't say a word, I don't say a word Was on my grind and now I got what I deserve
his spinach Double M, yeah that's my team, Rozay the captain,
finished? When I bought that Aston Martin y'all thought
it was rented? Flexin' on these ***, I'm like Popeye on
his spinach Double M, yeah that's my team, Rozay the captain,
I'm the lieutenant I'm the type to count a million cash then
grind like I'm broke That Lambo, my new ***, she'll ride like
my ghost I'm ridin' around my city with my hands strapped
around my toast Cause these *** want me dead and I gotta
make it back home Cause my momma need that bill money and my
son need some milk These *** tryna take my life, they ***
around get killed You *** around, you *** around, you ***
around, get smoked Cause these Philly *** I brought with me
don't *** around, no joke All I know is ***, when it comes to me
I got young *** that's rollin' I got *** throwin' b's
I done did the DOAs, I done did the KODs Every time I'm in that *** I get to throwin'
30 G's Now I'm hanging out that drop head, I'm riding
down on Collins They let my *** Ern back home, that young
*** be wildin' We young *** and we mobbin', like Batman
*** be wildin' We young *** and we mobbin', like Batman
and we're robbin' (Robin) This 2-door Maybach, with my seat all reclinin'
I'm like real *** what up, real *** what up
If you ain't about that *** game then *** *** shut up
If you diss me in yo' raps, I'll get your *** *** stuck up
When you touchdown in my hood, no that tour life ain't good
Catch me down in MIA, at that heat game on wood
With that Puma life on my feet, like that little engine I could
Boy I slide down on your block, bike on twelve o'clock
And they be throwing deuces on the same *** they watch
And I'm the king of my city cause I'm still calling them shots
And these lames talking that *** the same *** that flock
I'm the same *** from Berks Street with them *** braids that lock
The same *** that came up and I had to wait for my spot
And these *** hating on me, hoes waiting on me
Still on that hood ***, my Rolls Royce on E
They gon' remember me, I say remember me So much money have ya friends turn into enemies
And with these beef I turn my enemies to memories With them bricks they go from 40 ain't no
10 a key, hold up Broke *** turn rich, love the game like
Mitch And if I leave you think them pretty hoes
gon' still suck my ***? It was something 'bout that Rollie when it
first touched my wrist Had me feeling like that dope boy when he
first touched that brick I'm gone