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Usa A− / A+ para ajustar el tamañoAll Me (Feat. 2 Chainz, Big Sean)
I'm really stepping up my gameThese bitches gotta start paying me for thisCan't get no more free RandyGot everything, I got everythingI cannot complain, I cannotI don't even know how much I really made, I forgotIt's a lot, fuck that, nevermind what I gotNigga don't watch that cause ICame up, that's all meStay true, that's all meNo help, that's all meAll me forrealCame up, that's all meStay true, that's all meNo help, that's all meAll me for realMoney on my mind, you should think the sameJ's on, pinky ringDogging these hoes, I need quarantineIn the same league, but we don't ball the sameAh! She want all the fameI hear that shit all the timeShe said she love meI said, "Baby girl, fall in line, " okMade a million, off of denimFuck, watch me switch it upWalked in, "Ill nigga alert! Ill nigga alert! "You need that work, I got that workGot bitches in my condoJust bought a shirtThat cost a Mercedes-Benz car noteFrom the A to Toronto, we let the metal go offAnd my dick so hard it make the metal detector go offThis that sauce, this that dressingGivenchy, nigga God bless youIf having a bad bitch was a crimeI'd be arrested (True)Got everything, I got everythingI cannot complain, I cannotI don't even know how much I really made, I forgotIt's a lot, fuck that, nevermind what I gotNigga don't watch that cause ICame up, that's all meStay true, that's all meNo help, that's all meAll me forrealCame up, that's all meStay true, that's all meNo help, that's all meAll me for realI touched down at '86, knew I was a man by the age of 6I even fucked girls that used to babysitBut thats was years later on some crazy shitI heard your new shit, nigga hated itDamon Wayans told me don't play that shitI get paid a lot, you get paid a bitAnd my latest shit is like a greatest hits, god damnAin't no wishing over on this sideY'all don't fuck wit' usAnd we don't fuck wit' y'allIt's no different over on this side, god damnShould I listen to everybody or myself?Cause myself just told myself"You the motherfuckin' man, you don't need no help"Cashin' checks and I'm bigging up my chestYa'll keep talking 'bout who nextBut I'm about how big as it getsI swear ya'll just wastin' ya'll breathI'm the light skinned Keith SweatI'mma make it last foreverIt's not your turn 'cause I ain't done yetLook, just understand that I'm on a roll like CottonelleI was made for all of this shitAnd I'm on the road box office salesI'm getting paid for all of this shitAsk you to please excuse my table mannersI was making room for the table dancers'Cause if we judging off your advancesI just got paid like eight advances, God damn!Got everything, I got everythingI cannot complain, I cannotI don't even know how much I really made, I forgotIt's a lot, fuck that, nevermind what I gotNigga don't watch that cause ICame up, that's all meStay true, that's all meNo help, that's all meAll me forrealCame up, that's all meStay true, that's all meNo help, that's all meAll me for realHoe, shut The fuck upI got way too much on my mentalI learn from what I've been throughI'm finna do what I didn't doAnd still waking up like the rest doNot complicated, it's simpleI got sexy ladies, a whole Benz-fullAnd to them hoes I'm everythingEverything but gentleBut I still take my timeMan I guess I'm just old fashionedWearing retro shit, that's old fashionNigga, see what I'm saying, no closed captionI paint pics, see the shitGood sex, need to hitKeep a broad on the floorYear round like season ticketsI plead the fifth, drink a fifth, load the nineLeave you split, in the halfSmoke a half, need a zipMy new girl is on Glee and shitProbably making more money than me and shitI swear to God I got 99 ProblemsBut a bitch ain't oneI got 99 problems, getting rich ain't oneLike I got trust issuesI'm sorry for the people I've pushed outI'm the type to have a bullet-proof condomAnd still gotta pull outBut that's just meAnd I ain't perfectI ain't a saint but I am worth itIf it's one thing, I am worth itNiggas still hating but it ain't workin'Lil' bitchAll me, all me, oh myI think I done fucked too many women from the 305Before the end of this yearI'll do King of Diamonds, three more timesSmoking all that kush all in our sectionLike its legalizedGirl, you can't always have your waySometimes it be like thatThey dont really fuck with you like thatThey ain't never did me like thatI just took my time, you got your shineI let you eat like thatI been taught never to loan somebodyWhat you need right backAnd I need that shit right back (no more free Randy)I'm blessed than a motherfuckerNiggas been stressed than a motherfuckerNiggas gettin' nervousClutching their chests like a motherfuckerDamn that's a motherfuckerTell the truth, I don't listen to ya'Cause I don't like being lied toAnd that ship won't sailAnd that wind won't guide youDaddy was in jail he was talkin' through the windowLike a motherfucking drive-thruThat was back then manNow my niggas rich enoughTo do whatever I do
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