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I wanna put my brothers on and let them see the way I live I had to slow down on them drugs, don't wanna do another bid Weekly flights straight out to Cali, know my girl hate when I'm gone I can't work no nine-to-five, bitch, I get paid to make a song Got sick of losses, I hopped on my feet and made a name Bitch, I won't move in caution, wish a nigga would try snatch my chain I popped out with the gang, but in real life, see, I move solo He flexin' with that thang, I know that pussy boy won't blow, though The labels told me chill with all them guns 'cause I'm the future Act like God behind that screen, I got some text for your computer Fuck her, then pass her to my clique, see, that's your bitch, hell yeah, we use her I don't like to do no talkin', she start talkin', this dick mute her Show appreciation, so I like to fuck a lot of fans She a groupie, make a movie, then I put it to an end i8, I really like to coast the Bimmer, I hopped to Costa Rica Versace wrapped around my waist, can't go back to my old demeanor I wanna put my brothers on and let them see the way I live I had to slow down on them drugs, don't wanna do another bid Weekly flights straight out to Cali, know my girl hate when I'm gone I can't work no nine-to-five, bitch, I get paid to make a song I was stuck, I'm stacking now, doubled up my baggage now Rich or broke, I'm still gon' make sure I go send that package out Can tell they hate to see me ball, all want me to fall down SongtexteJust drop your addy, we adressin' all the smoke today Two-tone Cuban link, bitch I'm shinin', glisten They hate on me, they fake to me, but I can't do no bitchin' Fuck my PO, I'm still geeked, that dumb ho know that I don't listen I feel like MJ, got my shooter by me, I'ma call him Pippen Knew I was rich when I tried stuff my pockets, all four pockets rippin' I came a long way, see my growth, I came a long way, I had hope I let that white ho do that snow, then come and bust down on my pole Know I'm a kid, but I feel grown 'cause I did so much on my own Through that rain without no coat, and I still made it out so strong I wanna put my brothers on and let them see the way I live I had to slow down on them drugs, don't wanna do another bid Weekly flights straight out to Cali, know my girl hate when I'm gone I can't work no nine-to-five, bitch, I get paid to make a song You could say you real, I bet I still don't trust your ass Put scars inside my heart, so shit won't change, bitch, it's still fuck your ass Bitch, you get bust for that, see where my brothers at, I know they slidin' Orange flag wrapped around the Glock, it's hard to hide, he let 'em fly Heavy metal, my chain don't jiggle You say you goin' through some pain, well bitch, our pain is different I been in the rain and then got saved, feel like I'm made for this one In life, you either win or lose, I see what I'm gon' take from this one Psych, bitch, I don't take L's, I know y'all wish a nigga would I wanna put my brothers on and let them see the way I live I had to slow down on them drugs, don't wanna do another bid Weekly flights straight out to Cali, know my girl hate when I'm gone I can't work no nine-to-five, bitch, I get paid to make a song Aus Songtexte Mania