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Still Think Im Nothing (Feat. Jeremih)

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Still Think Im Nothing (Feat. Jeremih)

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Oh yeahLook at you, you lil' dirty ass nigga you ain't shitOuuhBongo By The WayThey used to tell me that I wouldn't be nothingYeahNow Lamborghinis and Porsches we stuntingLook at me now niggaPull up, get your bitch, in drop top we roll outY'all niggas ain't shitThey all act like they ain't know bet they know nowI'm up niggaIf I ever said fuck you nigga I meant toWhen you come up how I came up, life's not gentleSee that tear in my mama eye, that meant the rent dueI prayed on it, God didn't say nothing backSaw that cocaine you had, we turned it to crackHad a couple grams of diesel, we was just tryna make itA brown sheepskin on, niggas was tryna' take itYou know the kind of drama that come with the leather bomberNiggas try to jump you gotta stay with the lamaSuckers shit niggas get shot over some nah, nahIf niggas want problems I'm sayin' this no problemI catch 'em on the late night and dearly depart 'emLook backLook where we started fromIt's all the beginningThey ain't tell me why we come this farNow they feel it in the airWhen it's 2am and the sky is filled with starsDriving down the boulevardI remember whenThey used to tell me that I wouldn't be nothingYeahNow Lamborghinis and Porsches we stuntingLook at me now niggaPull up, get your bitch, in drop top we roll outY'all niggas ain't shitThey all act like they ain't know bet they know nowI'm up niggaI remember all the shit you said to me 'cause it hurt meThen it helped me 'cause then I was down to do the dirtSee the knots in my pockets boy, I go the cash routeI see you with your skinny jeans, punk, with your ass outAnd I got all kind of money nowLook what you made meGot a different type of temper, man a nigga get crazyMy A. P. look like I done dipped it in water, hardLike me when I done dipped in your daughter (God!)From playin' with Hot Wheels to collecting carsThat shit in the dupont Registry's in my yardSomehow the bullshit shiftedNow the motherfuckers calling me giftedAnd I be likeLook backLook where we started fromIt's all the beginningThey ain't tell me why we come this farNow they feel it in the airWhen it's 2am and the sky is filled with starsDriving down the boulevardI remember whenThey used to tell me that I wouldn't be nothingYeahNow Lamborghinis and Porsches we stuntingLook at me now niggaPull up, get your bitch, in drop top we roll outY'all niggas ain't shitThey all act like they ain't know bet they know nowI'm up nigga
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