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Rockie Fresh and I'm from ChicagoWhere young niggas die every few secondsBut we still just wanna be great AmericansI was born to be another numberSo was number 1, I pray I never fumbleI used to wear the cheapest clothesNow my posters in the reefer storesI be posted like I’m 7’4Till the day I'm knocking at my heaven's doorJust like club LIV when that confetti fallI fell in love with the game, damn it's a distant loveI let her see it just to tell her friends what she saw200 mill how I get it, damn I can't be farI keep my sneakers low cutHeat fitted, G-5 with the nose upSelf made St. Regis with the toast upRoomservice, Belaire time to toast upMy attraction have African in them happy homesNever seen a square nigga with a happy homeAll the money generated, double M the greatestRest in peace to every genius that never made itDon't it sound like I'm dedicatedJoe Flacco deal, nigga with hot flowsWhole cheerleading squad all through my iPhoneAll them hoes in my iPhone, niggaSongtexteMomma poor, Daddy poor, what's the antidote?Wind through the window blew the candle outNo lights, many cold nightsHungry belly burning yearning riceRent late, on a plate just a blank spaceOld girl lookin' at me with the blank faceMade it off a prayer and a saint's graceAK's kept me in a safe spaceSucka free for the one threeProbably on tour for the one fourSucka tried to give me life plus one moreBut I gave it back and told them "fuck y'all!"In this day and time I got a 89-Miami state of mind, cocaine, steak and wineUnderstand I over cameMade it through rain and open flamesMy car be parked out front of DarbyMy chick Barbie, your bitch Gar-BA-G-E, I just A-T-E, sippin' A-C-E over at A-B-EI'm not a back and furtherI don't make friends, baby I make offersLike you can get with this, or you can get with thatI think you get with this, cause this is where it's atHate when broke niggas try to play mediatorKeep your two cents to yourself, you might need it laterSilence is golden, then duck tape is silverProfessional shooters Leon and MathildaMy woman vary just give me a young TahiryWho do whatever I ask of her, dead SiriMy theory keep winning as the days changeYesterday's home-runs won't win today's games, niggaWin today's games, nigga... Aus Songtexte Mania