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Hey, hey, you know the first day the motherfuckers gonna ask you, right?
Now, fuck you and Big Vel, pull that one off.
You know what I tell them, man.
But there's a will, there's always a way.
God gave me a second chance and I ain't let up yet.
If it ain't evident, should know from the way I'm stackin' these presidents.
Aint' into to readin' comments from bitches I'm livin' better than.
Gucci sweaters in my closet next to the vetements.
You read the four agreements?
Ay, you probably should, cause out in Hollywood, these bitches ain't into readin'.
I don't even know why they in the air that I'm breathin'.
Flyer than a seagull like I'm Steven.
Whip's European.
Saw me in the flesh, couldn't believe it.
Vegas tourin', jockin at Venetian.
Not even competin'.
Where's my competition? I'm the reason.
Baby been the answer in my region.
On G-shit, it's Queen bitch.
Bumpin' that hood shit.
Sippin' some Hennessy.
Smokin' the good shit.
AMG niggas smoke.
Only the good shit.
Kidnapped, got a kid.
Coke, I hope it's the good shit.
Bigger one, platinum plates.
Don't do the wood shit.
Rollie a hundred stacks.
Only the good shit.
I came up from nothin' in 96.
I was a rich.
Benz's and Bentley trucks.
Only the good shit.
I miss the way you used to rub on my back
and bring me cash in the middle of the night
where the junkies and hookers clash on the same strip.
I made a hundred thousand in the same whip.
We used to pack the lil' homies in for them field trips.
Smash burgers.
We gon' cook some beef when we grill shit.
Drive-thru.We be in and out like some fast food.
My bitch walk the blade cause she want him,
but she don't have to.
From Adelita's to Madame Cleo's.
I'm really that dude.
Knockin' hoes right out the brothel