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One, two, four, three, two
OKC
OK
Yeah
Fuck nigga I'm back with it from the four o' five to the DMV
Bellagio I'm laxed, pulling dubs out like I'm PNC
Hit MGM made a stack, from PDX to BK
Putting time in with the lapse
From Htown to LA

Gotta bounce nigga like the track
Nigga at the studio with the Mac
Turnt up to the max
Trynna make a mill nigga no tax, I been in the field nigga no cap
Toat my dufflebag no daps
Really in the game nigga not court side so you know I had to pad stats

Built different yall obsolete, can't no nigga come fuck with me
Used to stay up at the Double Tree, now it's Crescent Court with a couple drinks
Two years and a subtle dream, with a perfect storm and a couple streams
Gotta go get it by any means, a nigga bread with it yeah I'm talking genes

A nigga miss when I got to pack, never thought my time would come so fast
Stressed out to the max, gotta make a bill nigga no tax
Miss my folk nigga no cap, boutta hit a mil nigga that's Plat
On Mom's nigga I'm back, had to take my family with me off rap

I'm boutta go make history, my family ties no mystery
Got Gump right to the left of me, swear to god y'all ain't seen the best of me
That's real shit and this music has taking over my destiny
Cuz I'm blessed to see my legacy, that dopamines like ecstasy
When the fam's good and the lights on, them rough nights and them tough fights
Led to hardship and a little spite it don't mean nothing when it's alright
Cuz when hit's the fan we all tight and if the ceilings gone we all rise
Stand ten toes we all ride
Can't hesitate and no offsides nigga what



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Writer(s): Dre F.
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