StraightOffTheBrain

I just want it all and a bag of my own
I just wanna ball I don't gotta jersey on
I just wanna call all the shots from my throne
Yeah

Came from the bottom no Drake shit
Straight to the money I'm racing
Shawty don't want a replacement
She was there when I was basic
She never cared what my race is
Cuz I'm getting paid
I'm getting cake
I'm getting cake
Shawty don't want a replacement
She got the cake but I'm paying
Came from the bottom no Drake shit
I'm going up just face it
Diamonds on me I got blue face
This was never no Crip shit
Yeah we going the distance
I won't say forget this
Like I really got dementia
Naw I always remembered
The faces of people that hated
Whatever my pockets is itching
You know that I'm getting this gualla
Ya nigga that hating is witcha
Oh my goodness I couldn't stand ya
Couldn't ever fuck witcha
I want my diamonds dancing
Nowdays I got VVSs
Some days my words be slurring
Some days my eyes be blurry
Don't give a fuck bouta jury
I know that Im not an angel
I just keep building my label
I know they watching like cable
Okay they hating okay tho
I swim in his bitch like im naval
You know that my what
Kids swim in her navel
My diamonds is dancing
Nowadays I'm feeling so Abel
These niggas hating like Cain
I know I can but they can't
I really know they feel pain
I'm feeling good feeling great
You know I got Benjamin Franks
They used to hide like Anne Frank
You know if you run up on me
You know you getting blasted away
Yeah
Ayeyuh

I just want it all and a bag of my own
I just wanna ball I don't gotta jersey on
I just wanna call all the shots from my



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