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Featuring Wiz Khalifa (Intro) I don't even know what this music is right now Nor do I care, though Check it from the hood aye Yea Hah What the hood think about me now? Yea Uh (Verse) Yeah, I'm on my shit, did it big for the town I rep Daddy came real big, taking no half steps Seen my nigga Bird and always pull up in that Lex And I thought to myself fuck that, I'm next I've gotta get out of here and just move No matter your thoughts on a nigga, just play it smooth The perks of getting it, getting it, big win Supersedes a gang of things that you could lose Fuck it, you gotta do it, riding with packets up in the Buick Real when I talk, you feel it all in the music She pop it in my face, she do it for my amusement Fall in drunk, wake up my girl to get to accusing I hate y'all niggas, Tommy Hilfiger SongtexteThis the life and the times of a real nigga Tours, no layover, baby, I ain't lying Pussy, I'm K-9ing Been through too much to be silent, fuck it (Hook) I'm about mine I'mma get mines off, for real Yeah, I'm about mine So let me get mines off, for real (Verse) I was taught to keep it real, nigga But in this game, real don't get to win So fuck having fits, nigga And stop worrying about drowning before you get to swim Life lesson: money's the daily cycle, get your bike lesson Don't know how good you are till you apply pressure Word to that other Rollie sitting in my dresser Where the ratchets? That love to cum to my songs on their mattress? Where the D-Boys? That got off on their motherfucking tinfoil? Come on, yeah (Hook) I'm about mine I'mma get mines off, for real Yeah, I'm about mine So let me get mines off, for real (Verse) Nigga, I made it with my own two hands Took a step back for a sec to see what I created Nigga, you hating cause my car cost more than your car And I've got more parked where my estate is Shake hands with rich niggas and they all call me fam Cause when you rich, then you all related It's like organized crime, I get more than sky high You wanna smoke? I can orchestrate it Just a couple years back, niggas said I wasn't rap Cause they thought that I was dressing funny Fast forward up to now, I've got money by the pound Uncle Ice, you can smell the money (Hook) Yeah, I'm about mine I'mma get mines off, for real Yeah, I'm about mine So let me get mines off, for real Aus Songtexte Mania