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Hopped out ha guts
Straight to the scale
Clientele need dem dimes
Like a wishing well

And if I get around 12
It ain't shit to tell
Pulled a 5-star bitch
Inna 3-star motel

A nigga smooth wit it
I hope DOOM listenin'
Niggas swear they real
Gettin' harder to prove innit

Tryna ride around the hood
Wit the roof missin'
Throwin' money out that bitch
This shit fa da children

Fuck the numbers
Fuck the streams
Real niggas unseen
But tha dream still intact

Imma king like Ahkeem
And my kingdom is rap
Hard to make it out da city
Gotta put em onna map

It's a lotta folks hatin'
Onna young nigga na
It's some family and some friends
Talkin' shit behind my back

Mike Vick wildcat
Don't ask why I drop back
They ain't gone respect it
Till I'm droppin' off the racks

I had a *****
In my cousin crib
And he ain't een tweak
But I'm knowin' that he coulda did

Lemme know how
Y'all gettin' it in
Even till the last breath
They gone have to punch me in

So yea I'm gettin' older
The vision gettin' bolder
Why the fuck y'all killin'
Man, niggas losin' focus

I'm just doin' what it does
And that's doin' what I'm 'posed to
My granny still prayin'
So my cup runneth over



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Writer(s): Vinson Alexander
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