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Yeah yeah, yeah yeahYou gotta feel the pain of a kid in the ghettoOur hearts in the ghetto yeahYeah yeahTurn it up a notch for the cityI do the Maserati, no basic, no basicGotta get that money like the 80's and save itWe went through the struggle and waited, and waitedI can't let not one of you betray me, betray meI get exhausted off the red until I say 'uh oh'I get exhausted off the red, I don't need no mo'I promise I'ma blow the weave off this bitch, niggaA million dollar, take a sneeze on a bitch niggaCop a fifth of lean, don't you take it personalShorty wanna swing? Fine, nigga. Away, let's goLet's goCalifornia dreams every single day we knowI gave her the game and I ran with itTook all the pain and I ran with itTook all the fame and I ran with itI took a few losses and ran with itI go to shop with a tear fullOrder that car and an AudemarsI'm reminiscin' about my past, yeahI gotta go get the cash upTen mail trucks, I put a bird inside a PorscheShe a bad bitch, I put that ass inside a PorscheGot some mad killers with me ready to spray that torchReally, really really, we some dope boysI do the Maserati, no basic, no basicGotta get that money like the 80's and save itWe went through the struggle and waited, and waitedI can't let not one of you betray me, betray meI get exhausted off the red until I say 'uh oh'I get exhausted off the red, I don't need no mo'I promise I'ma blow the weave off this bitch, niggaA million dollar, take a sneeze on a bitch niggaA hundred round magazine, don't take it personalWe had some problems 'fore this rap shit taken personalYou get so much money, your past start haunting youSo many foreign broads, and they all want that revenueHey, I keep that dope boy knot on meI keep one on me, yeahRubber band banks, I fuck that bitchshe got one on me, yeahSaucy, drippin' off me, got designer drippin' off me, yeahBurn some dope up, I roll some dope upI gotta smoke one, yeahI caught a jugg at the car dealerPaid it right there on the spot for herMaserati truck, whoa whoaFucking thottys is a no-noReal niggas do it anywayPop a pill, she a throw awayCrack a seal then pour awayFuck around, take the doors awayI do the Maserati, no basic, no basicGotta get that money like the 80's and save itWe went through the struggle and waited, and waitedI can't let not one of you betray me, betray meI get exhausted off the red until I say 'uh oh'I get exhausted off the red, I don't need no mo'I promise I'ma blow the weave off this bitch, niggaA million dollar, take a sneeze on a bitch nigga
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