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featuring Hit-Boy, Rey Reel (Hook) Gold rings and gold chains for the family, I get it, top floors out in Miami. I live it, this for my guiness, hustling for the come-up, All my A1 niggers on call just for dreaming bigger. Back home from a big, yeah, no nigger, but fuck it, No else for the wheel, yeah, no nigger, but fuck it, Still testing your pills, yeah, no nigger, but fuck it, I still got it, you know, demotion from the public. (Verse) Rhyme with my guns up, looking to get my funs up, Take it to the hood so these niggers could chill the fuck up. Millionaire man pass the flesh and let's fresh Gotta stay forever down and remember the urb set Dub step for grind and that petty should have a hand, Real kings never touch it, don't spend the money in public A lot of whispering eyes, might tell the people a secret It's some Gs and some hoes, have you niggers keep it. Fell in love with a stripper, she fell in love with my name, We try to wait for the storm but she told me she let it rain Clean the drain, whole sweet pie, anticipation you keep up, You take it in the wees you miss one and take that rip on, That corner alley block got here for a dollar SongtexteI wasn't soothing for school but this crack under my scholar Throw a halo when see it, nigger speak or deceise, So gangsta only can judge by its crease, nigger be. (Hook) Gold rings and gold chains for the family, I get it, top floors out in Miami. I live it, this for my guiness, hustling for the come-up, All my A1 niggers on call just for dreaming bigger. Back home from a big, yeah, no nigger, but fuck it, No else for the wheel, yeah, no nigger, but fuck it, Still testing your pills, yeah, no nigger, but fuck it, I still got it, you know, demotion from the public. (Verse) I suppose bringing it back to the actions niggers deplored Back at it and line it up for the badge and gun and sore to mouth Where a mouse can carry em, the niggers is sweet Pour the last straw before we bury em sick in the sanitary I swear I be more cash, I swear I need fighting for the right to be king, nigger, I swear I bleed Of course switching it back might incarcerate me, Got the cards flying as mobs, wish the pumps was with me. I gotta oversee and God bless my angels Try to block it out so we send it from different angles The most don't believe in that true shit when you speak it But they put trust in hearing that coop that won't keep it Listening to believe it ain't reason enough to need it The reason they feel they do cause reflections ain't showing you I'm just young being me with my niggers with you, alright. Fall deep in that casket, you faked your suicide. (Hook) Gold rings and gold chains for the family, I get it, top floors out in Miami. I live it, this for my guiness, hustling for the come-up, All my A1 niggers on call just for dreaming bigger. Back home from a big, yeah, no nigger, but fuck it, No else for the wheel, yeah, no nigger, but fuck it, Still testing your pills, yeah, no nigger, but fuck it, I still got it, you know, demotion from the public. Aus Songtexte Mania