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Wheezy outta hereLet's goMy uncle taught a nigga how to hustleMy momma taught me how to use a rubberI was six year old, tryna sell a nigga candyAll I knew was how to get the moneyI done broke a lot of records in the year nowGrammy nominated nigga, bitches lit nowI was tryna tell 'em I was special as a jitI still open fire on a nigga, make him get downYeah, bitch, who you seen a nigga do it like Baby?Big chain, I'm solo in this bitchGlock. 45, AP and four bracesI just spent three million on the cribAnd now a nigga beat out a stint for a babyProlly never met a nigga like meReally 'bout whatever, fuck everybody like the base, the bopYou might have a point but I ain't finna argue with youWon't go back and forth, I'll beat the shotI'm in the studio, I got my daughter with meIn a Fendi dress, she rockin' diamonds, I'm giantLight show, nigga, hit me up, I got my ice on niggaI be signin' million dollar deals with my fingertips on EastsideBut fuck it, I don't phone niggasI'm that nigga that I'm talkin' 'boutMy uncle taught a nigga how to hustleMy mother taught me how to use a rubberI was six year old, tryna sell a nigga candyAll I knew was how to get the moneyI done broke a lot of records, in the year nowGrammy nominated nigga, bitches lit nowI was tryna tell 'em I was special as a 'gitMy uncle taught a nigga how to hustleMy mother taught me how to use a rubberI was six year old, tryna sell a nigga candyAll I knew was how to get the moneyI done broke a lot of records, in the year nowGrammy nominated nigga, bitches lit nowI was tryna tell 'em I was special as a 'gitI still open fire on a nigga, make him get downFour years for the New YearTwenty on the Louis, twenty thousand for a jet I never boardEverybody in the county treat a nigga like the truthI drip down every time a nigga moveLike God, YSL, see a pussy, seat twoThe media believin' 'em, they wanna see me go backRich nigga can't rob a broke nigga, and you know thatLocked a nigga up in Southern Florida like he KodakPut a million dollars in my motherfuckin' toe bagThey think I like to fight until a nigga get a toe tagHang his jersey up and shoot his throwbackPolice, ain't know me, they don't wanna see me goPretty ass smile like my motherfuckin' motherAll these niggas know is hustle, I'm a million dollar niggaGot to stay up out of trouble, I'm the realest nigga in itLet me talk about itMy uncle taught a nigga how to hustleMy mother taught me how to use a rubberI was six year old, tryna sell a nigga candyAll I knew was how to get the moneyI done broke a lot of records, in the year nowGrammy nominated nigga, bitches lit nowI was tryna tell 'em I was special as a 'gitI still open fire on a nigga, make him get down
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