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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah I done been through so much bullshit On my mama, gotta get rich Been up, been down Stayed up, stayed down On my mama, catch it, I'll never lose it (Yeah, uh) I'm the best rapper in Atlanta right now, straight up Fuck playin' around with these niggas, just get your weight up Hometown hero everyone on I'm on the way up I'm ready to ball, you in the line for layups Atlanta legend, fuck around and run for mayor Ghetto nigga means I'm not runnin' from no paper Soon as I catch the wave, I'm finna hurricane And bring the gang and run the gang Niggas just rappin' fast, not sayin' shit One more niggas slide us off with they wigs Nigga keep cappin', they sponsored by Lids I'ma keep snappin' cause when I was kid I made myself I promise, I'm gon make it big off of tellin' my story I came from the pit, means I'm not wastin' verses, I'm not wastin' time Just to stay on your ass, better come with your hits SongtexteBetter come with lyrics better than all that shit you been bullshitin' I'm Bernie Mac-in', you a stool pigeon I'm a fool with it, I'm a big dog, you a cool midget Under no condition, in your position, you gon' keep your spot This André 3000 on Speakerboxxx Tried to keep me out, but then I bend the lock I'm the new king of the city, nigga I was in them 'partments Had to feed myself 'cause I wasn't gon' be starvin' Mama ain't get home 'til late Had to make it ándale Put my ten thousand, I was in, I can't make no mistakes Yeah, yeah, yeah (Uh) I can not slow up for nobody I cannot depend on you, need my own copy She love me way too damn much, she got no bodies I got my foot on the gas, other foot on your neck She see me, her legs intersect You download your raps off of Pinterest I heard your album, two songs in, lost my interest This ain't no new shit, I been the best I'm good in my city, don't need no vest After I drop, you'll be put to rest You ain't the one, just a good finesse I dare you niggas try a nigga Try Young Metro, try my woman Try this DOLO, try my writtens Try to start any type of division It's gon' be a different mission, exhibition Thank God I'm a Christian, ooh I done been through so much bullshit On my mama, gotta get rich Been up, been down Stayed up, stayed down On my mama, catch it, I'll never lose it (Yeah, uh) I done been through so much bullshit On my mama, gotta get rich Been up, been down Stayed up, stayed down On my mama, catch it, I'll never lose it (Yeah, uh) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah The real ain't gotta speak, man, you feel where I'm coming from? What I, what I'm skressin'? What are-what we contestin'? What? I'm the man in between the man, like–I mean, niggas say whatever They can say a lot of things about J-Money On this [?], "He got robbed one time," or, uh, "He fucked my ho" But, basically, all they can say is: "Damn, that nigga always be between the man" "He always juugin' on somethin'," "He always keep the loud" "He always stupid, uh, futuristic" Fly, shawty got the sway Don't brush my hair, still got some damn waves Get paid in a hundred and nine ways Come on, y'all know that Aus Songtexte Mania