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Relax mothefucka Real rap uh I used to have dreams of that Q45, not the 2-door Hatin' ass niggas, this is way before I knew y'all Bitch niggas roopa, 38 screw off Newest park legend where a nigga learn to shoot ball All alone, still I kept the G, they knocked my crew off Work for you, please man, who'da made you boss? Moms play topless, she was missin' hella dishes Always wonder why the coffee pot above the kitchen They know Biggie kept a semi with a story to tell Hand to hand they makin' up they bed, it's more than they sell I'm just a call away my nigga, I'm a Taylor you know We gettin' money if we say it's green, know I'mma go That's why they hatin' on me Cuz I did it on my own That's why they hatin' on me Cuz I grind it, now I'm shinnin' That's why they hatin' on me Cuz that money stay on my mind That's why they hatin' on me Cuz I grind it, now I'm shinnin', it's my timin' SongtexteMan, I had to wake up and get it myself Get my own connect and have my own heat on my belt So fuckin' hand out, I knew to go get it myself Now the same ones who was hatin' want to give me help I just tell em I'm cool, matter fact I don't riot Not for you niggas who ain't help me get where I'm at I'm just keepin' it real, let you tell if I'm fake Cuz I be runnin' for that money, you ain't in the race Yea this ballin' is necessary, my nigga I can't lie You suckers be hitchhiking, labels lookin' for riots Let me tell you something, that's what everything decide I had them niggas out your door, bout this Taylor Gang or die That's why they hatin' on me Cuz I did it on my own That's why they hatin' on me Cuz I grind it, now I'm shinnin' That's why they hatin' on me Cuz that money stay on my mind That's why they hatin' on me Cuz I grind it, now I'm shinnin', it's my timin' Aus Songtexte Mania