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I never thought I'd make this far
Got the gold teeth i wanted from the start
The lean got me dreaming, seeing charts on my ceiling
Shuffle my jewels like they cards
Couple young lords, world tours
Designer and jewels, all in my drawer
Finessing be endless, finessing the world
The henny be ready, we going so far
I'm ballin' I'm ballin' , pockets full of goblins
Shawty see the bands the greens got her gobblin'
Me and my chain like Batman and Robin
Progress been soaring I told you I'm on it
Simmons my linen, ricks hold the vision
My closet is wallin
Geobasckets and some visims
Gucci the beauty channel on the jewely
Dans with the shabba, rockin the ruby
Man I saw change and it make no sense
Made people happy at my expense
Pick up my pants
The bands had em draggin
Wavy like durag, flyer than Aladdin
Fly her to Paris, ima buy her a palace
Robe on too cozy, Rick Owen mattress
The matters be mad less
Ya stretch it like spandex
I'm running, I'm running
Ya see me expanding?

All ma niggas up, riding in the benzo
Rollin through the city

Subzero on my wrist hoe, aye
All my niggas up though, aye
Mama I'm all grown
Mama I'm up though aye
All my niggas up though aye
Hope the whole squad knows, aye
We up, (x8)
All my niggas up though, reach the the top pronto
Goin' from LA to Toronto
All ma niggas up, riding in the benzo
Rollin' through the city
Subzero on my wrist hoe
We up, we up
We up, we up

God damn it
It's "Mr March Madness"
With all his clothes branded
Young nigga living so lavish
They think I'm credit card scamming
But I just be smoking that loud
But I don't be making no sounds
Me and my niggas we smokin' that loud and we smoking you out
Momma coming home gotta put it out
Hang with the niggas who pull the bullets out
Living life to the fullest now
Gotta good girl ex looking foolish now
Raf tote bag
Leave em hanging like a coat rack
My city full of violence a lot toe tags
Women on Prozac
The Rafs, the Ricky's, the Givenchy
Come to heights and get a buck 50
I grew up with no hero's
Fake friends we don't need those
Police hate me cause I'm negro
Wanna shoot me cause they can't catch me with they feet though
Someone get shot then the street closed
F*ck you to the precinct
That's the anthem we sing
My bad if I'm preaching
All these chains on me got me freezing
Make a whore moan off hormones
I'm hitting that shit and she screaming like coño
I'm hitting that shit and she screaming like coño