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(M-M-M-Murda)Runnin' up this money been a breeze (Phew)Flew her in, she fuck me 'til she leave (Uh)She done fell in love, I'm sellin' dreamsI done fell in love with buyin' jeans (Jeans)Hate I found a love for sippin' leanHellcat faster than a Demon, new G-Wagen with no keyPut baguettes in my AP, I ain't on playin' about they beefNiggas know I play for keeps, treat my brothers like they meHad to make myself a boss, it ain't no nigga workin' meI invest a couple mil' and let my money work for meKnow they hate the way it happened, probably somewhere cursin' meI don't know nothing 'bout no killin', all I know is murder beatsI got rich and understand my next three cars gon' be a leaseI ain't never losin' sleep about no beef, I roll in peaceI put diamonds in my teeth, came from grindin' in the streetsGet a load and break it down and sell it all and then repeat itPray to God for all the dawgs behind the wall, they need they freedom (Free y'all)When I be on TV and perform, I hope they see me (See me)Once it's up, it's stuck, we get over on niggas, not get evenForgiato rims on my dually, I ride dieselOnly rock Amiris with my team, not no DieselGot some niggas up in Philly play with birds like they EaglesShe keep sayin' I'm the man, that shit boostin' up my egoStill in Atlanta sellin' bags like they legal, I'm just sayin' (Yeah)How you try to run off with the wave and you ain't surfin'?Gave 'em all the drip, them niggas still acted thirstyI ain't even counted up to see what I'm worth yetAll I know is put it up and keep on workin'I can't even hold you, I been gettin' loadedDevil on my shouldersGod got my back, so I keep on rollin', yeahDrop-top McLaren (Oh) , everybody starin' (Lookin')Lil' one from the hood turned into the man (Big dawg)Get a lot of money (Yeah) , try to stuff it in my pants (4 Pockets)I might do the woah (Woah) , nigga, I don't danceRings on my hand cost a fortuneShout out to my mama, no abortion (What's up?)D-Boy, white Air Forces (Crisp)Different kinda bags, I got choices (Flavors)And I got the swag for a loyal ticketThink I'm hearin' voices in my head sayin', "Kill him" (Kill him)Know she'll forgive me, I'm one of the real onesReally from the trenches, turn a dollar to a nickel (Get 'em)Baddest of the baddest, guess I gotta wait to pick 'emTry us, then we smashin', then they go to playin' victim (Kill 'em)I don't know what happened, all I know is he got hit upI'ma need a napkin, chains drippin', VV's lit upI'ma get the money and go hard long as I get up (Get up)We gon' beat the trial, I told lil' bruh to do some sit-ups (Push-up)Win, win, win, no lose or draw, I never give up (Nah)Nigga what you bangin'? What you claimin'? Throw that shit up (4, Baby)How you try to run off with the wave and you ain't surfin'?Gave 'em all the drip, them niggas still acted thirstyI ain't even counted up to see what I'm worth yetAll I know is put it up and keep on workin'I can't even hold you, I been gettin' loadedDevil on my shouldersGod got my back, so I keep on rollin', yeah
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