Key: C# minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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to tell them youngins that I made it
Talked to my old lady and she said,
congratulations
Told them boys they
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before I take off on vacation
Chasing after these rats,
I want my pockets
Walkin' with his iceboxes,
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can't nobody break it
I catch a n***a showin' up,
then he gon' meet his maker
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Make a couple bands and hit the road
Let him know that I'm the greatest, ayy
then it's fuckin'
before that n***a touch them
still learnin' how to hustle
A n***a tryin' J, baby,
I'm from the city of the struggle
Remember sleepin' out my cousin
Hans with no cover, dawg
We was on some cheap shit
Them ramen noodles,
what we eatin'?
You said you wanna race,
you better pay me for that remix
Herbs in my nerves,
I can't describe what I'm seein'
My partner in the mirror,
I gotta keep it on me
Just want the green,
You my shawty, you my rider,
Sell out on them tickets,
Tell him I said, fuck you,
Tell him I said, fuck you,
I've been goin' with the flow,
I'm showin' I'm on a man
Now, when I get this bag,
Now I'm slidin' that GT,
ain't fuckin' with the bed, dawg
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Ayy man, real shit man,
man on SBK man,
shout out to National Money League
right in the mouth,
real shit man,
let the beat ride man,
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I'm vibin' to this shit
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Mmm, mmm
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