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Nine millimeter in my waistband
Let a nigga try, he gettin' spray tanned
Was in the burbs, sellin' grade- A grams
A runnin' back, catchin' plays like theL.A. Rams,
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Built an empire with my bare hands
Scraped it out the gravel like a caveman
I went broke and robbed ya man for like eight grand
No mask, just a Glock .40 and some Ray-Bans
Niggas ain't my enemies, they just fake friends
Thinkin' cause they be around, they should benefit
But where were you when I was sittin' through the sentencing
When I needed a helping hand, you wasn't lending in
The difference is, I'm a gangster and a gentleman
My niggas movin' militant Camp Pendleton
I'm chasin' cheddar with a lacerated ligament
Got it out the ground, is you diggin' it
Ayy, look at what I did in the kitchen
White powder on the counter and the dishes
Dope rap, I can sell it by the sentence
And if I serve you, consider this shit privilege
Look at what I did in the kitchen
White powder on the counter and the dishes
Dope rap, I can sell it by the sentence
And if I serve you, consider this shit privilege
Nigga, I gotta get it
I gotta get this shit by any means Modern day dope dealer supplying fiends
I mean, what can I say
This shit is in my genes Movin' like we got a whole clique
But it's just me and Beanz
Pullin' strings, callin' plays like my name was Saban
I'm chronically impatient
My favorite place, my basement
I'm anti anything that they dub hot
If my name ain't in it, then what the fuck is we talkin' bout
B.I.G. said, don't set no crack where you rest at
I fucked up, now they at my door like, where the rest at
Cookin' like I'm tryna feed a family of twelve
I can still remember the smell, see my uncle in jail
I remember thinkin' like, damn, how we livin' in hell
Fam sneakin' in what we can, savin' money for bail
Pops told me, you in the streets, then you dead, or you head
I smartened up and found a form of dope I could sell
Ayy, look at what I did in the kitchen
White powder on the counter and the dishes
Dope rap, I can sell it by the sentence
And if I serve you, consider this shit privilege
Look at what I did in the kitchen
White powder on the counter and the dishes
Dope rap, I can sell it by the sentence
And if I serve you, consider this shit privilege
Nigga, I gotta get it