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Yeah
Real ones connect worldwide
Aye, my name Grabb, hoe
Mmm, nigga, your gangsta just ain't believable
And your wifey's vagina just ain't Febreze-able
It ain't feasible to pull up if it ain't your vehicle
Take the scenic route
The things I seen and do just ain't repeatable, my nigga
Whip game magic, I make a movie
I just took the white and the cut and I made a smoothie
I just took the wife that you love and I made a groupie
I'm MacGyver, take the pipe out the oven and make an Uzi
I'm cold and grounded
My heart is so froze I found it blingin' with gold around it
Now I don't give no fucks
So if you found one then you over-counted
I'm throwin' ounces on the stove to drown it
You get overpowered
Life is a bitch but I don't allow her
To go and cower
As long as Pablo can grow a flower
Coca powder, none of my drugs are over-the-counter
So my money flowin' over the counter
G shit
Roamin' my streets, you get your face blown
Gettin' big money and I'm so thankful
Gotta keep it on me, they're so hateful
We gettin' richer so what you waitin' for?
Roamin' my streets, you get your face blown
Gettin' big money and I'm so grateful
Gotta keep it on me, they're so hateful
We gettin' richer so what you waitin' for?
Big league doublin'
Houses need furnishin'
Street shit, niggas'll take your word like publishin'
Tumblin', work back and forth
The panic come with it
They frontline with the sticks
Lil homie steady drummin' shit
In Detroit reboundin' boxes, Dre Drummond shit
Trappin' out the Hyatt, probably spent about a month in it
Don't be greedy though I make this shit look easy
Whippin' that bitch so hard that I probably get a DV
I don't partake with fenty, some of my niggas handle ree-ree
The fiend said the dope was a ten, we seein' genies
How you gon' flex when you really need me?
Fuck your connects, you could never be me
Roamin' my streets, you get your face blown
Gettin' big money and I'm so thankful
Gotta keep it on me, they're so hateful
We gettin' richer so what you waitin' for?
Roamin' my streets, you get your face blown
Gettin' big money and I'm so grateful
Gotta keep it on me, they're so hateful
We gettin' richer so what you waitin' for?
Cocaine sellin' like food, we on a mean run
Every time you look up the street, hear the fiend come
Every time I look at my phone, somebody need somethin'
Niggas was tryna take over, we had to bleed somethin'
I always knew I'd be rich 'cause I don't need nothin'
That same block where I pitched, I had a mean hustle
Only time I would leave was when I had to eat somethin'
Shit, even then, I was still across the street hustlin'
Ran it up crazy, my moms, she told me slow down
I was twenty with twenty bands and I just couldn't go down
If I knew some of the shit I know now
I would've been had a M, and I wouldn't have to tote the four pound
I keep it on me, nigga
Don't have me let this MAC off, shit, what's wrong with niggas?
Shit, I hardly ever miss, man, what's good with niggas?
If you lookin' for Young, I'm in the hood with niggas
What's good with niggas? Word
Roamin' my streets, you get your face blown
Gettin' big money and I'm so thankful
Gotta keep it on me, they're so hateful
We gettin' richer so what you waitin' for?
Roamin' my streets, you get your face blown
Gettin' big money and I'm so grateful
Gotta keep it on me, they're so hateful
We gettin' richer so what you waitin' for?