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Ayo
Anybody can do this, the only difference is I'm me
All trophies from the past come attached to it
Fresh out the oven, got the batch coolin' (Smell that?)
Use a paddle in a lazy river, so I can keep the raft movin'
Figurin' out how to approach this
Vision blurry, I'm goin' in and out of focus (I'm losin' focus)
Stars will shine and the sun will burn
Put a hit out on the winter, now it's the summer's turn
No back and forth, the offer is a hundred, firm
The way I'm chewin', I know it makes your stomach turn
Got everythin' on deck, I'm a convenience store
Impressive, this type of run, they never seen before (Impressive)
They tellin' me relax, I'm tweakin'
Should've tossed me in the deep end
I'd have to swim without sinkin'
Nothin' but net throws from the rim, without blinkin' (Ah)
Made a mess in the kitchen, had the whole house stinkin'
Now I'm jinglin' a dinner bell
I crack your dorm open and throw away the chicken shell
This is what you're gonna get from 'em, revenge
Put the names down on a paper, I got a list of 'em
Some expensive jacket is what I keep the stick under
Another whip, at this point, I'm collectin' vent numbers
There's no reason for this child behavior
He never chose to ride anybody else's wave, he's a style creator
Uh, I walk around with my head high
Calculated moves, got my bread right
Orchestratin' plays out in Bed-Stuy
This type of shit not televized
Forty on my waist, when I electric slide
Prayin' that the numbers don't minimize
Half a mill' on a whip, I barely drive
Two-hundred on a watch I barely rock
I'm readin' books and I'm plant shoppin'
More money, that type
Pinky ring a whole dollar, I ain't even go to college
Never, ever been in debt, never am I takin' less
On my way O.T., takin' meetings on the jet
I parked the ninety, two-wagon in the driveway
Right next to the Porsche
Came from a rookie to a fuckin' vet
Truthfully, don't give a fuck about this rap shit (Rap shit)
It was either this (This), or take a risk (Take a risk)
Send a couple bowls, I'll send the—
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, y'all gon' have to give me a motherfuckin' hard hat
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
With a neon vest
Walkin' through the property and shit like
I want all new concrete, y'all mean?
Sippin' this motherfuckin' Ace of Spaces from my Uncle Al
I want to be a rockstar
I want to be a rockstar
I love my daddy
Oh, I know what to do
Anybody can do this, the only difference is I'm me
All trophies from the past come attached to it
Fresh out the oven, got the batch coolin' (Smell that?)
Use a paddle in a lazy river, so I can keep the raft movin'
Figurin' out how to approach this
Vision blurry, I'm goin' in and out of focus (I'm losin' focus)
Stars will shine and the sun will burn
Put a hit out on the winter, now it's the summer's turn
No back and forth, the offer is a hundred, firm
The way I'm chewin', I know it makes your stomach turn
Got everythin' on deck, I'm a convenience store
Impressive, this type of run, they never seen before (Impressive)
They tellin' me relax, I'm tweakin'
Should've tossed me in the deep end
I'd have to swim without sinkin'
Nothin' but net throws from the rim, without blinkin' (Ah)
Made a mess in the kitchen, had the whole house stinkin'
Now I'm jinglin' a dinner bell
I crack your dorm open and throw away the chicken shell
This is what you're gonna get from 'em, revenge
Put the names down on a paper, I got a list of 'em
Some expensive jacket is what I keep the stick under
Another whip, at this point, I'm collectin' vent numbers
There's no reason for this child behavior
He never chose to ride anybody else's wave, he's a style creator
Uh, I walk around with my head high
Calculated moves, got my bread right
Orchestratin' plays out in Bed-Stuy
This type of shit not televized
Forty on my waist, when I electric slide
Prayin' that the numbers don't minimize
Half a mill' on a whip, I barely drive
Two-hundred on a watch I barely rock
I'm readin' books and I'm plant shoppin'
More money, that type
Pinky ring a whole dollar, I ain't even go to college
Never, ever been in debt, never am I takin' less
On my way O.T., takin' meetings on the jet
I parked the ninety, two-wagon in the driveway
Right next to the Porsche
Came from a rookie to a fuckin' vet
Truthfully, don't give a fuck about this rap shit (Rap shit)
It was either this (This), or take a risk (Take a risk)
Send a couple bowls, I'll send the—
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, y'all gon' have to give me a motherfuckin' hard hat
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
With a neon vest
Walkin' through the property and shit like
I want all new concrete, y'all mean?
Sippin' this motherfuckin' Ace of Spaces from my Uncle Al
I want to be a rockstar
I want to be a rockstar
I love my daddy
Oh, I know what to do
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Writer(s): Alan Daniel Maman, Larry Eugene Hendricks Iii
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