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(Roc this shit the fuck out, Hari)
(Shout out to that boy Cyrus, he murked this, you know what I'm sayin'?)
Gotta thank the Lord for everything a nigga got
He know all the shit I did, thank Him 'cause I made it out
All my bitches fade away like Kobe when he take a shot (yeah)
I just like to fuck 'em on the first night, I don't take 'em out
You won't catch me textin' these lil' bitches 'cause they talk too loud
Lil' bitch said I love her, I can't believe that shit came out her mouth
Lil TKey get money, ain't gotta tell you, shit without no doubt
Bitch, I'm still the same, ain't shit gon' change without money or no clout
Tony havin' cheese for real, just dropped a fifteen on his watch
Niggas think I'm green 'cause I act slow, but I see niggas' plot
I hear what these bitch ass niggas sayin', won't trip 'cause it won't stop me
Bitch, I set the trend, so I don't trip when I see niggas copy
Niggas only see a nigga winnin', really, I lost a lot
OG went to prison for a body, damn near lost the spot
I got rich, now time been goin' faster, I think I lost the clock
I done found myself with this rap shit, ho, I ain't lost at all
Seen niggas snake they way up to the top, I also watched them fall
Put five shots all up in a nigga ass, I'm tryna watch him fall
I done sinned a lot for all my family so I can watch 'em ball
I done seen a lot of niggas fold, but I'm still standin' tall
Yeah, I can get your nigga offed, advise his ass to watch his mouth
I done earned my money and all my fame, bitch, I didn't diss for clout
I got thirteen shots up in this four-five, tryna dish 'em out
All my friendships turned codeine, dissolved somethin' like some Dippin' Dots
Gotta thank the Lord for everything a nigga got
He know all the shit I did, thank Him 'cause I made it out
All my bitches fade away like Kobe when he take a shot (yeah)
I just like to fuck 'em on the first night, I don't take 'em out
You won't catch me textin' these lil' bitches 'cause they talk too loud
Lil' bitch said I love her, I can't believe that shit came out her mouth
Lil TKey get money, ain't gotta tell you, shit without no doubt
Bitch, I'm still the same, ain't shit gon' change without money or no clout
Yeah, freaky bitches on me, like to slurp the dick like Tropicana
Lil' bitch used to dub me, she come 'round, she got a new persona
Baby pussy hot, hot, hot, think she from Arizona
Drop that thunder off inside that lil' ho pussy, I don't play for Oklahoma
Lil' nigga see me and so much blue, think I play for the Mavericks
I pop so much shit inside my rap 'cause I ain't never had shit
Thought the ho was bad, FaceTimed the ho, found out she was a catfish
Tell the bitch I'm with my other bitch, she laugh, I ain't even cappin'
Yeah, I don't trip about no bitch if she ain't mine
'Cause I'm the youngest, richest nigga she'll ever find
That's by design
I was a young nigga lookin' for my mama, peepin' through the blinds
Prayin' that she would come back, babysitter said, "Stop cryin'"
Inside, I know she not gon' come back, tryin' not to lose my mind
But fuck it, everything that happen is by design, yeah
But look at me now, I'm a rich kid
I was young nigga tryna flip shit
Do an opp nigga ass like a biscuit
I done popped a nigga ass, he was pissy
Had gang like, "T, you trippin'"
Been through pain, they wouldn't get it
I got different shoes than you, you couldn't fit it, you wouldn't understand my decision
I done been through hell and back, you don't ever see me throw a hissy
I had grabbed a ho lips, push her back, bitch, we don't do no kissin'
If he push up wrong way, he get whacked, bitch, we don't do no missin'
I'ma run my racks up just like Shaq, but beat shit like the Pistons
Yeah, I don't trip about no bitch if she ain't mine, yeah
'Cause I'm the youngest, richest nigga she'll ever find
That's by design
I was a young nigga lookin' for my mama, peepin' through the blinds
Prayin' that she would come back, babysitter said, "Stop cryin'"
Inside, I know she not gon' come back, tryin' not to lose my mind
But fuck it, everything that happen is by design