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I gotta live out my dreams
I do this shit for my team
I'm getting money and stacking this paper
Living it up by the means.
I came from nothing and stepped to the plate
They try to stop me and take up my place
I won't let the haters get in the way
Me and Empress doing big business repping PCE to the death of me
Niggas talking shit behind my back won't say a word if they step to me
Pulling up straight to the Gypsy
Put the drink down my throat now I'm tipsy
I'm grinding hard just to earn my respect
Niggas ain't catching up with me
Been through shit that I can't explain
Had to get right and maintain
Head to the sky when I'm on the stage
This my story, don't turn the page
If me and Empress ever get into it man best believe we still fam
You held it down so I hold it down don't look for me cause nigga
HERE I AM

Showcase wit my boy Jizzy that's big bro wit a fucking plan
People talking shit behind my back can't count em all they don't understand
Lost my home at a young age had some memories got me full of rage
Never ever did I let it stop me I just kept my goals then I turned the page
These niggas don't want shit, they just wanna fuck and they thirsty
Mind right and my cookies up so these lil niggas ain't worth it
It's more to this than meets the eye, if you looking out to impress me
I'm not shy, know what I want, come make yourself an investment
But enough of that shit let's get back to this money
My team hold me down cause they know that i'm coming
I rep for the city this just what I wanted
I shoot for the stars, the highest abundance
No matter what happens I'm ready I'm willing to stack up these chips
Niggas flexing but I'm not gonna trip, stay in my lane as I crossover niggas and empty the clip
Locked and loaded with a fresh verse str8 from the Port that's where I reside
Come and meet me, if you down to ride
Wit my day ones, yeah they by my side
All I do is compete with the greatest these risks
that I'm taking will make me a champion hope that I make it
For goodness sakes, is this really how long i've been waiting?

Ball like I'm Shaq money tall like it's Katt, got my team on my back counting up these racks
Running up these stacks like I race on a track, my pockets stay fat so fast zip-zap
Take a daytime nap then work on my raps, burn you like a tat no lose no lack
No lie just facts one foot on the gas, two sacks full of cash is Smash still trash?
Yeah I'm tryna get to the top I know I'm never gone stop, stay getting fetty
I ain't talking bout wap. Big Baby, Big Baby, Big Baby yeah the diamonds stay
dancing like the King of Pop yeah
Run up a check, gold on my neck, don't want that sex, I just want head
Count up the racks, run up the stacks, press fast forward, then bring it back
To when I was broke, now that I'm up
Feel like Pappy, sipping two cups
You ride the bus, I whip a Benz
Forgive my sins, don't need no friends
Nigga you a fool, don't tote the tool, if a nigga want smoke that's cool
Like Floyd cause I never ever ever lose, diamonds are gold, I can't really choose
All you niggas lose, hoes come in twos, nigga bump you, and then she dumped you
Oh she sucked you? She sucked me too
In the back of the coup slurping just like soup
Damn

What means the world to me?
Family and the loyalty
Ain't nobody for the dream like the team on a scheme
Too much doubt I've been in a drought
Do it for myself and I was right
Fighting for the day like go head pay me
You a struggle artist we not the same G
In traffic where you can find me
Southside is where I'm residing
My fist up from my pride
Like you gone ride or you gone die
You gone do it or you won't
Don't tell me once, cause I'm on one, from the jump
You play punk, then you punked
We ain't for none, like Herb and nem, you get dressed in a suit and tie
This that lyrical suicide, do or die, tween you and I
Bout who is gonna stay alive, you see in the sky, eye to eye because you just lied, just ride

Had to get back on the beat just to kill it
Bitches bow down when I step in the building
Niggas straight pussy the fuck are they kidding?
You play with my money you bound to get missing
Came out the port from the hood where I lay, don't get it twisted I'll cut up ya face
Got me piss man I feel so enraged. I'm allergic to bullshit so get out the way
Still rapping for the thug bitches that's young rich and independent
2015 two years running tell me why a bitch still winning
Got my own I ain't stressing none imma boss ion need no niggas
Still I rise, never fall off, money stack over all costs
Put my mama in a mansion nigga with a canvas sitting im standing tall
Don't know how the fuck I'm finna manage, it's just me by myself
Cause when I die inside the casket, I'm leaving with nobody else