Now I was dreaming bout a dealAt the age of 13I was feignin for the mealsI ain't talkin burger kingSome of my niggasIn the 'ville all they did was serve thingsFuck scales, I had skills, all day rehearsingThem pretty boys had them galsSpend their time flirtingAll they wanted was some wavesLike they fuckin surfinHold up now, don't get it twistedI ain't hatin, do ya thingI was like a young simbaCouldn't wait to be the kingNow a nigga is the princeHopped over the fenceWhere the grass way greenerLook at shorty ass way meanerSomethin like sarina mixedWith trina have you seen her?She fine enough to be ms. howard, word to edinaMy money like a senior, watch it graduateNow it's time to eatI'm lettin all my niggas grab a plateGravitate to real shit, stay away from phoniesThese niggas heard about meNow they actin like they know meKeep on sayin, where ya goin niggaShit, it ain't no tellinEy where ya goin niggaEy, it ain't no tellinThey keep on sayin where ya goin niggaGoin niggaIt ain't no tellinCan't tell ya where I'm goinJust know I won't stopGood bye to the bottom, hello to the, topPardon the interruptionA proper introduction is necessaryWhen your shit is legendaryMan, greedy niggas wouldn't let me inThe cafeteria andCause they ain't believeSuddenly they presbyterianThe hoes is librarians, they lookin me upShe got a jones like marion, she lickin me upThen we cut, look at how she say my nameI got her moanin j. coleThey used to say jermaineI never change, I'm like a corpse in a coffinSix feet, shits deepI was low, just a dolla and some hope, fix meCause I was broke, plus the weedThat I would smoke would make it worserLord please let my problems disappearLike ron mercerI'm a star, converses conversinWith them girls with them curves like cursiveThey open like curtainsCause my shit is unheard ofLike curses on the radioSame bitches used to play me thoughNow they yellin, where ya goin niggaShit, it ain't no tellinEy where ya goin niggaShit, it ain't no tellinThey keep on sayin where ya goin niggaGoin niggaIt ain't no tellinCan't tell ya where I'm goinJust know I won't stopGood bye to the bottom, hello to the, topI left the city for a minuteBut it's still on my backTold my niggasEy I'm finna put the 'ville on the mapI'll be backAnd I'm comin with a deal and a plaqueCause I'm I'll bitchThey couldn't make a pill for the rapPourin liquor for my niggasThat was kissin em backCame home, shit is realNiggas still in the trapHold up now, don't get it twistedIf you slang do ya thangMe I'm like a young simbaI can't wait to be the kingWitness the dreamStraight out that carolina waterI was brought upIn the city where the skinny niggasTryin to be the ballersAin't no fathersBut the skinny niggas tryin hit they daughtersSneakin in the cribBut her momma never caught usWhat they taught usMan them bad bitches only want the ballersTo start us, we hoopinNow them hoes want to guard usUh, ok so play d, know what I meanAnd I, I, I put ya on the teamAnd this life is but a dreamAnd I need a fast car, bad broadsFast forward, passport, I'm a fuckin rap starEy where ya goin niggaShit, it ain't no tellinThey say this life is but a dreamWell I need a fast car, bad broadsFast forward, passport, I'm a fuckin rap starEy where ya goin niggaIt ain't no tellin
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Now I was dreaming bout a deal
At the age of 13
I was feignin for the meals
I ain't talkin burger king
Some of my niggas
In the 'ville all they did was serve things
Fuck scales, I had skills, all day rehearsing
Them pretty boys had them gals
Spend their time flirting
All they wanted was some waves
Like they fuckin surfin
Hold up now, don't get it twisted
I ain't hatin, do ya thing
I was like a young simba
Couldn't wait to be the king
Now a nigga is the prince
Hopped over the fence
Where the grass way greener
Look at shorty ass way meaner
Somethin like sarina mixed
With trina have you seen her?
She fine enough to be ms. howard, word to edina
My money like a senior, watch it graduate
Now it's time to eat
I'm lettin all my niggas grab a plate
Gravitate to real shit, stay away from phonies
These niggas heard about me
Now they actin like they know me
Keep on sayin, where ya goin nigga
Shit, it ain't no tellin
Ey where ya goin nigga
Ey, it ain't no tellin
They keep on sayin where ya goin nigga
Goin nigga
It ain't no tellin
Can't tell ya where I'm goin
Just know I won't stop
Good bye to the bottom, hello to the, top
Pardon the interruption
A proper introduction is necessary
When your shit is legendary
Man, greedy niggas wouldn't let me in
The cafeteria and
Cause they ain't believe
Suddenly they presbyterian
The hoes is librarians, they lookin me up
She got a jones like marion, she lickin me up
Then we cut, look at how she say my name
I got her moanin j. cole
They used to say jermaine
I never change, I'm like a corpse in a coffin
Six feet, shits deep
I was low, just a dolla and some hope, fix me
Cause I was broke, plus the weed
That I would smoke would make it worser
Lord please let my problems disappear
Like ron mercer
I'm a star, converses conversin
With them girls with them curves like cursive
They open like curtains
Cause my shit is unheard of
Like curses on the radio
Same bitches used to play me though
Now they yellin, where ya goin nigga
Shit, it ain't no tellin
Ey where ya goin nigga
Shit, it ain't no tellin
They keep on sayin where ya goin nigga
Goin nigga
It ain't no tellin
Can't tell ya where I'm goin
Just know I won't stop
Good bye to the bottom, hello to the, top
I left the city for a minute
But it's still on my back
Told my niggas
Ey I'm finna put the 'ville on the map
I'll be back
And I'm comin with a deal and a plaque
Cause I'm I'll bitch
They couldn't make a pill for the rap
Pourin liquor for my niggas
That was kissin em back
Came home, shit is real
Niggas still in the trap
Hold up now, don't get it twisted
If you slang do ya thang
Me I'm like a young simba
I can't wait to be the king
Witness the dream
Straight out that carolina water
I was brought up
In the city where the skinny niggas
Tryin to be the ballers
Ain't no fathers
But the skinny niggas tryin hit they daughters
Sneakin in the crib
But her momma never caught us
What they taught us
Man them bad bitches only want the ballers
To start us, we hoopin
Now them hoes want to guard us
Uh, ok so play d, know what I mean
And I, I, I put ya on the team
And this life is but a dream
And I need a fast car, bad broads
Fast forward, passport, I'm a fuckin rap star
Ey where ya goin nigga
Shit, it ain't no tellin
They say this life is but a dream
Well I need a fast car, bad broads
Fast forward, passport, I'm a fuckin rap star
Ey where ya goin nigga
It ain't no tellin
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