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Momma told me I could be anything I wanna be
Papi taught me no bullshit, no drama b
He stone faced in public, I smile cuz I love
This mug and muhfuckas hate it, celebrating
Feeling elated, I been in the basement
Cooking it up and shipping it out like I got brick in the house
Haze crazy, got my eyes lazy, Tracy McGrady
Make the trey daily, ye that money shot, never gonna stop
'Til erything in my dream is really seen, up in
My front yard, I gleam, no need to stunt hard
Nerd shit, bird shit, hundred percent accurate
Everything we drop hit, me and Tom, see the time
Twenty twenty-one, I'm twenty-two and twenty-three
Kelly green jellybeans envying me, what for
I'm dead broke, but if what I wrote
Took me to Toronto, to perform a show
Then I might be dope, ye psyche low
No longer, so calm bruh, moods somber
Foots salsa, push yonder, kush sconces
Just honest, dust dollars, cuss y'all bish
Man fuck all this
So far my luck's been shit
Therefore
Therefore, been reluctant star, yaw
Momma told me I could be anything I wanna be
Papi taught me no bullshit, no drama b
He stone faced in public, I smile cuz I love
This mug and muhfuckas hate it, they fucking hate it
Momma told me I could be anything I wanna be
Papi taught me no bullshit, no drama b
He stone faced in public, I smile cuz I love
This mug and muhfuckas hate it, celebrating
Papi taught me no bullshit, no drama b
He stone faced in public, I smile cuz I love
This mug and muhfuckas hate it, celebrating
Feeling elated, I been in the basement
Cooking it up and shipping it out like I got brick in the house
Haze crazy, got my eyes lazy, Tracy McGrady
Make the trey daily, ye that money shot, never gonna stop
'Til erything in my dream is really seen, up in
My front yard, I gleam, no need to stunt hard
Nerd shit, bird shit, hundred percent accurate
Everything we drop hit, me and Tom, see the time
Twenty twenty-one, I'm twenty-two and twenty-three
Kelly green jellybeans envying me, what for
I'm dead broke, but if what I wrote
Took me to Toronto, to perform a show
Then I might be dope, ye psyche low
No longer, so calm bruh, moods somber
Foots salsa, push yonder, kush sconces
Just honest, dust dollars, cuss y'all bish
Man fuck all this
So far my luck's been shit
Therefore
Therefore, been reluctant star, yaw
Momma told me I could be anything I wanna be
Papi taught me no bullshit, no drama b
He stone faced in public, I smile cuz I love
This mug and muhfuckas hate it, they fucking hate it
Momma told me I could be anything I wanna be
Papi taught me no bullshit, no drama b
He stone faced in public, I smile cuz I love
This mug and muhfuckas hate it, celebrating
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Writer(s): Bruce Vanegas
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