| I can’t wait around for nobody, I need it right now
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| I might buy that car if it make the right sound
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| Solitaire earrings bling blingin' from a mile away
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| I can’t do what she want me to do, she tryna take my child away
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| I think my past tryna haunt me (Haunt me)
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| What do everybody want from me?
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| What do everybody want from me?
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| What do everybody want from me? |
| (From me)
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| I gotta give it to 'em, if I don’t
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| I might go to the hood, I’ll make a song
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| Turn the trap spot to the studio
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| I’m tryna make a way for my folks
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| Seein' how I’m Oakland City only hope
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| I gotta get it, I ain’t got time to play
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| Ain’t got no time to waste
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| I’ve been havin' nightmares about goin' back to jail, so I wake up
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| Drankin' all this lean, poppin' Adderall so I can stay up
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| Niggas that I used to love actin' like they’re mad 'cause I got my cake up
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| Ain’t gon' never let it get to a nigga, keep on grindin', tryna get another
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| million
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| Condo on Peachtree, I paid the rent for the closet
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| They just wanna talk about my past, they don’t wanna accept the fact that I’m a
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| boss
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| Everything I wanted, I’ma go and get it, I ain’t trippin' 'bout a cost, yeah
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| Everybody want a piece of the winnings, they’re never there when you’re lost
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| Seen my main man try to cross me, I’m tryna pass it down to my offspring
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| All these hoes see me flossing, seen my first mil', felt awesome
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| They can’t follow me, I lost 'em
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| Had to boss up, so I bossed up
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| Now I’m bossed up
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| I can’t wait around for nobody, I need it right now
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| I might buy that car if it make the right sound
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| Solitaire earrings bling blingin' from a mile away
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| I can’t do what she want me to do, she tryna take my child away
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| I think my past tryna haunt me (Haunt me)
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| What do everybody want from me?
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| What do everybody want from me?
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| What do everybody want from me? |
| (From me)
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| I gotta give it to 'em, if I don’t
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| I might go to the hood, I’ll make a song
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| Turn the trap spot to the studio
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| She gotta be piped up to feel my emphasis
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| She hot, yeah, she sizzlin'
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| But can’t love her more than a studio
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| Serena and Venus, yeah most of my chains tennis
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| So I wore it all to the studio (Studio)
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| My baby mama got pregnant, had to buy a bitch a car to get an abortion
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| She just wanna see tears and sad faces on my shorty
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| But I can’t get mad, that’s the way it go when you’re fortunate
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| Leave a million cash in the street, nigga better not touch it (On God)
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| Act like they came to lay hands so their trust don’t get busted (No cap)
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| Straight from Mossberg to Hillsborough
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| Birds, bless the J’s on that cizzurb
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| Ridin' in the Lambo that the lil' kids say «Bingo» to
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| My last two years were the worst ones in my career, but I’m still rich as you
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| Disneyland’s where your kids go, on a private jet when I’m into you (When I’m
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| into you)
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| Them lil' bitches that be hatin' need to pipe down (Pipe down)
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| I can’t wait around for nobody, I need it right now
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| I might buy that car if it make the right sound
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| Solitaire earrings bling blingin' from a mile away
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| I can’t do what she want me to do, she tryna take my child away
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| I think my past tryna haunt me (Haunt me)
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| What do everybody want from me?
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| What do everybody want from me?
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| What do everybody want from me? |
| (From me)
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| I gotta give it to 'em, if I don’t
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| I might go to the hood, I’ll make a song
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| Turn the trap spot to the studio |