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Kill Ayy Woke up this morning, said my prayers to the lord (Amen) I thank him 'cause he ain't make me like none of these lil' boys, yuh (Amen) Twenty-two collectin' cars, I still call 'em toys, yuh I been makin' money, these niggas ain't makin' no noise, yuh (Nah) I ball out, of course, my new chain cost a Porsche, uh (Bling) Hustlin' is a sport, money hungry, where my fork? Uh (Grr) Dead fresh, walkin' corpse (Fresh), make your wife ask for divorce, uh Don't come at me, boy, I'll burn you like a s'more, uh (Yeah, yeah) Rolled back to my hood rollin' dope in my Rolls (Royce) And my AMG sound raggedy, grandma like, "What's that noise?", yuh Try me, it's a tragedy, turn your block to a morgue, uh (Yeah) King shit, I'm your majesty (Yeah), I rock a lots of gold (Glizzock, yeah, yeah) Got six watches, but two of 'em cost a quarter, nigga (Oh my God) Yeah, I ran them racks, so now they feelin' like I owe 'em, nigga, yuh Ain't tryna hear shit so I fill my earlobes up with boulders, nigga, yuh South Memphis nigga, jewelry cold, Minnesota, nigga, yuh Yeah, I'm bumpin' Three 6, pourin' sizzurp in my soda, nigga Paper Route the gang (Gang), we some cutthroat soldiers, nigga Yellow everythang, be cautious when your approach a nigga Cautious, nigga (Yeah, yeah, yeah), ayy SongtexteWoke up this morning, said my prayers to the lord (Amen) I thank him 'cause he ain't make me like none of these lil' boys, yuh (Amen) Twenty-two collectin' cars, I still call 'em toys, yuh (Skrrt-skrrt) I been makin' money, these niggas ain't makin' no noise, yuh (Nah, dawg) Woke up this morning, said my prayers to the lord I thank him 'cause he ain't make me like none of these lil' boys, yuh Twenty-two collectin' cars, I still call 'em toys, yuh I been makin' money, these niggas ain't makin' no noise, yuh I ball out, of course, my new chain cost a Porsche, uh (Bling) Hustlin' is a sport, money hungry, where my fork? Uh (Grr) Dead fresh, walkin' corpse (Fresh), make your wife ask for divorce, uh Don't come at me, boy, I'll burn you like a s'more, uh (Yeah, yeah) Get your ass burnt, nigga (Burnt, nigga) Yeah, get your ass burnt, nigga (Burnt, nigga, fire, yeah) I put in a lot of work, nigga (I did), yeah, yeah Yeah, this shit here out the dirt, nigga (The dirt, the mud, yeah) Yeah, all my niggas on alert, uh If you play, you lay, yeah, homie, don't get hurt, uh I just made a play, I'm about to buy another vert, yeah Young nigga paid, baby girl, you know my worth (Ayy) Woke up this morning, said my prayers to the lord (Amen) I thank him 'cause he ain't make me like none of these lil' boys, yuh (Amen) Twenty-two collectin' cars, I still call 'em toys, yuh (Skrrt) I been makin' money, these niggas ain't makin' no noise, yuh (Hell nah) I ball out, of course, my new chain cost a Porsche, uh Hustlin' is a sport, money hungry, where my fork? Uh Dead fresh, walkin' corpse, make your wife ask for divorce, uh Don't come at me, boy, I'll burn you like a s'more, uh Aus Songtexte Mania