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How you in front of the motherfuckin' crowdwith a sad face?Fix your motherfuckin' faceLet's goYeah, uh, uhYeah, yeah, yeahYou know I love you, so I say this shit with loveBut please tell your fans they need to shut the fuck upI'm doin' real shitSome never-worry-'bout-a-bill shitSome build a house on the hill, shitThe money's gravy, it's coming crazyMy big sis just had another babyPopped 'em out the labiaMy other nephew sittin' in the class with a broken knuckleHe had to beat a nigga ass for talkin' 'bout his uncleNow listen, I ain't sayin' I condone that shitFuck it, yeah, I said it, I condone that shitChoke that nigga out (choke that nigga out)Go corona on that bitchWalk that nigga like a dogNephew own that bitchYesterday, just a day, everydayI'm on this planet turnin' lemons into lemonadeAnd lemonades to millions, and better daysHow the fuck I get this fuckin' rich from makin' melodies?How the fuck I keep all to myself and still got enemies?How the fuck I get so many wins on my itineraryIt's January, but I already feel the summerBecause it's mine, nigga, R.I.P. to Lil' HummerNasarati, we upLean on my body, Lord (amen, amen, amen)Bring blessings on my soul (amen, amen, amen)And when the war is over (thank you)See it's time to tell the world the war is won (yeah)You know I'm sittin' on, sittin' on BalmainsMoney keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin', comin'Sittin' on, sittin' on BalmainsMoney keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin'comin' (man, wake this shit up)Yeah, if I was God I wouldn't save y'all niggasLike a suicidal bitch, I would blade y'all niggasY'all my sonsBut I wish I never made y'all niggasY'all my sonsBut I might just Marvin Gaye y'all niggasBitch, I'm back like I left somethin'Polar bear body, Nasarati's got his next oneMy next move always gon' be better than your best oneYou bitches couldn't even see Lil Nas-y in a warmupa tryout, a test runAnyways, I'm back like a vertebraeI can drop a sex tape and win a VMAI'm the devil in disguise, but I'm givin' faceWhen I walk in the room, bitches better prayLean on my body, Lord (amen, amen, amen)Bring blessings on my soul (amen, amen, amen)And when the war is over (thank you)See it's time to tell the world the war is won (yeah)You know I'm sittin' on, sittin' on BalmainsMoney keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin', comin'Sittin' on, sittin' on BalmainsMoney keep-keep-keep-keep-keep comin', comin'They don't want me to want itPraise the Lord, they breathin' on meSave me lord, they schemin' on meSave me lord, they schemin' on meThe war is over
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