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Cook that shit up, Quay I come from a different type of cloth than these niggas I'ma buy a different type of car than these niggas Ain't gon' fuck on none of these new bitches, they be hittin' I gotta switch it up, man, I gotta move different, I'm a boss nigga Yeah, show them youngins how to level up Four Season hotel, sixty levels up But I'm a resident If you gon' do the crime, go hard, don't leave no evidence I got 'em all on my wave 'cause it's evident But where was y'all when I was lost, ain't know where to go? She think I'm fly, she like my pimpin', but I can't save no ho You only get one chance to cross me, then it's say no more I gotta tell 'em go I ain't hit your baby mama, I hit her with the curveball I ain't hit your baby mama, I hit her with the curveball And I'm still the same young hitter, used to serve y'all Don't ever get it twisted, my youngins really flip shit My youngins really flip shit, don't ever get it twisted 'Cause I'll really flip shit I don't need no friends, I just wanna win I got this new Benz and it's all I need She listen to her friends, they wanna get in She don't understand that they'll slob on me SongtexteIf I let 'em, ain't gon' let up, I'ma keep on stridin' Heard they lookin' for me, I can't tell 'cause I ain't hidin' It don't matter if I'm frownin' 'cause my woman smilin' I done finally went legit, ain't no more public housing I gotta stay from 'round them I'm gon' pull up AMG like I don't know my alphabet Youngins ain't on Instagram but they still want a blue check If 12 go'n grab one more of my dawgs, I'ma sue the vet I thought they all wanna see me ball, they'd rather go hide the nets All these pointers in my watch but my Rolex ain't tellin' (Hell nah) Know the drank the devil but when I'm on it, feel like I'm in heaven In the hood shootin' dice, ask what it playin', we told him, "7" Used to go to church 'til I seen MC serve the reverend I'm gettin' bigger, no small favors Wonder why she don't wanna fuck when I ain't wearin' my necklace They ain't picture me like this so I sent all them selfies Pray you don't get caught in Lil Mexico, when we slide, it's deadly I'ma pay her for that pussy, I won't lie, they petty And them jeans we came from wearin' Moschino When the paper comin' in, it'll drive you senile It'll drive you crazy (It'll drive you insane) Pray you take these lines and look back, oh, they all faded I don't need no friends, I just wanna win I got this new Benz and it's all I need She listen to her friends, they wanna get in She don't understand that they'll slob on me If I let 'em, ain't gon' let up, I'ma keep on stridin' Heard they lookin' for me, I can't tell 'cause I ain't hidin' It don't matter if I'm frownin' 'cause my woman smilin' I done finally went legit, ain't no more public housing I gotta stay from 'round them Aus Songtexte Mania