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I was broke as fuck, baby on the way, had to make a way Pimpin', sellin' ****, anything to bring in this cake Seen it in my eyes, I was stressed, I ain't come to play Now it's 458s and 63s when it's time to skate Tomahawk with the white bitch, I'm in Mission Bay I don't do security, hollow tips'll hit your DNA Bottled water, 'bout to go joggin', then it's back to paper Cool kid, Dyno with the mags, got a cool collection If I make a hundred thousand, then I'm savin' ninety-eight Ocean Beach, write down my goals, then I light the J First class when I'm on the flight, need the extra space Bitch, you talk a little too much when you off the Jamie Rarely do you see mе in the club, I'm a busy man Heart broke, cryin' 'bout thе bitch, nigga, get your mans Got a couple whips I don't drive parked at Tanforan Everything I do is from the heart, you wouldn't understand Ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, man (The Orange Print) Change, yes sir, uh, damn Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Assets tangible (Man), wrist piece casual (Damn) Lookin' for a duck off spot somewhere in Malibu Documented miles on the coupe, these hoes follow suit SongtexteCrocodile in the old school, you know how P's move Still puttin' in this fuckin' work, we ain't bullshittin' It's dark in the house, but the hammer got night vision Niggas be weak for these hoes, I don't really get it (Nah) Everything a nigga rap about, bitch, I really did it I'm a chemist, when I'm on the track like Michelle Felix I'm a genius, fuck a codefendant, got my own nina Outside, even when it's chilly, niggas gon' feel me Big pride, I don't chase hoes, I need more digits Motorbikes, 'bout to bring 'em out, thinkin' black Ducati I remember cold nights in Vegas, I was playin' Bellagi' Two phones, two snows, all black 650 Now it's one hun' for two shows, you niggas better get with me What's happenin'? Aus Songtexte Mania