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Guess Who Back
Guess who back
Aye
I used to hate on scams
The money got low so i stepped in their shoes tryna get my share
Ch ch ching any pretty young thing didnt bow down low cause i really didnt care
And my ties now grow
And my mind unloads
My bank wont work but you know i gotta strive and get my money till my drive explodes
Get legit so my tires roll
And i click click click
Till the tires pop
Cant be skipped
Ima get too hot
But the heat get cold when the winter rolls up
And the windows go down cant set me up
Every goddamn buck better hit my cup
Income low no tax refund
Lets make a life we gone live in for the better
And whatever could happen it cant get too tough

Im a straight up baller
Plays im callin
Drills i set and games i follow
Fuck up commas end my sorrows
Done the drama no tommorrow
Yall take pills for the run up
Fake but im hittin on a bar for the come up
Straight like that i float on clouds with a nine
With a tape and a dime for the sum up

I make sound for problems
Like fuckin women except forgetting condoms
One day pass 2 day pass
No plan b i forgot my cash
And the retail clerk wont let me past
So i slide right in and i slide shit fast
Bank like i won up on the lottery
No doubt if a shawty wanna follow me
Know that i cant click back
Im worth too much and i aint too fast
Stay too clean if you know what i mean
And my dick too strong cause im made to last
I know i dont listen
But when i do
My mind stays up
And my word stay true
When the time may come
But the beat means drums
And the line too hard
So the grind stays new
Dont waste my time for nothing different
Elevate to the mission
Take my shot ima take my children
I cant rot cause im in position
Now im winnin
Cant do no time that i cant live with
Gotta feel like im gifted
Take my rock ima make swishes
I cant stop cause now im winnin

Im a straight up baller
Plays im callin
Drills i set and games i follow
Fuck up commas end my sorrows
Done the drama no tommorrow
Yall take pills for the run up
Fake but im hittin on a bar for the come up
Straight like that i float on clouds with a nine
With a tape and a dime for the sum up

What kid have you ever met with the goals of a goat
And the mind worth gold on a level like time when its back unwind replays
Of his head and his thoughts play back on a rhyme
And the trial sets back
Straight to the point like a pen when the sign is a place for a rest and a chance for the bread
Scratch and scribble
Your soul gets sold
And your caught in the middle
Of time and greed
Fuck a damn label but thats what you need
Take your shot its a cop out
Like a drop out
No bottle but i really wanna be next so ill pop out
Maybach we dream till we shine
No gold mine we dig in the dirt till the end of the road
And we takin our time relax enjoy the scenery im

Dont waste my time for nothing different
Elevate to the mission
Take my shot ima take my children
I cant rot cause im in position
Now im winnin
Cant do no time that i cant live with
Gotta feel like im gifted
Take my rock ima make swishes
I cant stop cause now im winnin