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Yeah, aw Yeah, ayy, aw Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Get used to me Yeah They said a nigga wouldn't make it nowhere, look at me (Look at me, oh) I'd probably locked down or found dead in the streets (I ain't stayed in the streets, [?] nigga like me) You was the man back in high school, nigga (Man back in high school, what really happened to you?) I'm in my foreign skrrting by you niggas (Skrrt) They said a nigga wouldn't make it nowhere, look at me (Look at me, oh) I'd probably locked down or found dead in the streets (I ain't stayed in the streets, [?] nigga like me) You was the man back in high school, nigga (You was the man back in high school, what really happened to you?) I'm in my foreign skrrting by you niggas (Skrr) Look I'm tired of niggas talkin' down Bitches actin' like I ain't around (Yeah, yeah) Songtexte[?] on that bullshit All that fake buddy-buddy in my face, we ain't cool bitch I thought you knew this You talked down on the wrong nigga Everybody got they hands out now I'm ten toes down I swear you niggas steppin' outta bounds Is it 'cause a nigga stand out now? My grandma warned me 'bout you fake ass niggas My brother warned me 'bout hoe ass bitches Your pussy dirty and you want my riches Fuck bitch, no Everybody got some to say When nobody wanna help out Man they mad 'cause a nigga on Man they mad 'cause I'm puttin' on I wish you goofy leave a nigga alone I'm about to break this fuckin' phone When you get money they get mad, they gon' treat you wrong [?] Same story with a different song Fuck no, you can't get along I'm in my foreign with a bad bitch You just mad you can't have it They used to clown 'cause a nigga fat Now I'm hoppin' out the Porsche, would you look at that They said a nigga wouldn't make it nowhere, look at me (Look at me, oh) I'd probably locked down or found dead in the streets (I ain't stayed in the streets, [?] nigga like me) You was the man back in high school, nigga (Man back in high school, what really happened to you?) I'm in my foreign skrrting by you niggas (Skrrt) They said a nigga wouldn't make it nowhere, look at me (Look at me, oh) I'd probably locked down or found dead in the streets (I ain't stayed in the streets, [?] nigga like me) You was the man back in high school, nigga (You was the man back in high school, what really happened to you?) I'm in my foreign skrrting by you niggas (Skrr) Real nigga shit, I'm gettin' rich Could give a damn 'bout a nigga bitch Could give a damn I want the money, nigga I got kids and they hungry, nigga I'm gettin' money ain't this lovely, nigga Fuck chillin' with a broke bitch I'm in a bed full of money, nigga And get a girl that gon' hustle with you She can shake it, she gon' love you, nigga Hold it down like no other nigga, nigga Break bread, she gon' get it with you You want some head, she gon' give it to you Hold it down like the releast, nigga Back then like my dawg Mike Jones Now these hoes wanna call my phone I rock nice clothes Now a nigga sell out shows Now they see that T-Rell on They told me leave this rap shit alone But I proved all them bitch niggas wrong I'm a king, nigga where my throne? Top city nigga that's my home Beatin' on my chest, King Kong 785 we on (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm in my Porsche with a bad bitch You just mad you can't have it They used to clown 'cause a nigga fat I'm the Porsche laid back, would you look at that They said a nigga wouldn't make it nowhere, look at me (Said I wouldn't make it) I'd probably locked down or found dead in the streets (Oh) You was the man back in high school, nigga (You was the man back in high school, what really happened to you?) I'm in my foreign skrrting by you niggas (Skrrt) They said a nigga wouldn't make it nowhere, look at me (Said I wouldn't make it) I'd probably locked down or found dead in the streets (Oh) You was the man back in high school, nigga (You was the man back in high school, what really happened to you?) I'm in my foreign skrrting by you niggas (Skrrt) Aus Songtexte Mania