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Buddah Bless this beat These niggas like to hate, thats why I play it safe Say, "Whats today's date?" Bitch I don't know, I sell weight Feel like every days my birthday 'cause bitch, I get cake Damn near felt like an earthquake, our opps just got erased Natural born killer, that nigga 'bout his business I gotta ask for forgiveness, ain't talk to God in a minute And if my niggas want ransom, then you better hope they get it I'm screamin' "Fuck cancer!" Hope my granny keep livin' My son gon' be a king, he won't see the shit I've seen I'll talk to him, and tell him he can be whatever he dream 'Cause dada had a dream, just like Martin Luther King Down on the mall, across U.S.A., on niggas TV screens I just got some new ice now, and I feel a little cooler I just got some new hoes now, and I feel a little smoother Sellin' glizzies to your block, like fuck your lower shooter Big money, shit, bitch, fuck your lower moolah You know I keep it G, so don't ask me 'bout no ho She belong to the streets, but my bitch belong to Marq And, yeah, I came from nothin', my favorite number double O Yeah, I'ma keep thuggin', baby, 'til its time to go [Verse 2] I feel like I'm blessed, ey, I feel like the best I just got an AK, yeah, I feel like Malcolm X SongtexteFucked in my adidas, only thing I dream about is sex We fucked inside my Maybach, yeah, I put it [?] And they call me the realest nigga, if you didn't know Its Glizzy, Glizzy, baby, my name got weight just like gold And we can off your children if you motherfuckin' troll I just want a billion, thats my long-term goal You say you gettin' money, well, I'm really gettin' money Remember I was poor, I used to look at Mr. Drummond We not a competition, I just keep on shittin' on 'em Fuck what a hater thinkin', I'm a real big homie I just got some new ice now, and I feel a little cooler I just got some new hoes now, and I feel a little smoother Sellin' glizzies to your block, like fuck your lower shooter Big money, shit, bitch, fuck your lower moolah You know I keep it G, so don't ask me 'bout no ho She belong to the streets, but my bitch belong to Marq And, yeah, I came from nothin', my favorite number double O Yeah, I'ma keep thuggin', baby, 'til its time to go Aus Songtexte Mania