I learned from your favorite rapper to be your favorite rapper I learned from your favorite hustler to be your favorite hustler Dive deep in that water, I ain't know what to do But somebody had to do it, had to show 'em the proof Way more to dealin' than just sellin' dope Way more to hustlin' than just sellin' hope I did almost everything when I had nothin' to lose And I'd do almost anything to not get back in them shoes
And they don't never call me for me Beforе we hang up, I'ma know what they need But I ain't trippin' 'cause that's rеally what I do it for Say you love me, you should treat me like you mean it more You say you love me, you should treat me like you mean it more You say you love me, you don't treat me like you mean it though You say you love me, you should treat me like you mean it
Thumbin', thumbin', carpal tunnel A race when we runnin' money I pray so I know it's comin' I went to church every Sunday Youngin slidin' and punchin' We gave 'em deals in the country I make a bitch grab her scrunchie Hundreds, hundreds on hundreds Money, power, respect, respect can get you the money, the power takin' you places We land and speed to the telly my pistol loaded, it's dangerous We got it, just gotta name it umbrella out while it's rainin' They pay me, you know I'm comin' the engine runnin', it's hummin' She fuckin' me, I got money, but tellin' me that it's deeper Every day it's a flex, it's never cheaper to keep her Get 'em clipped through a text I'm never seen with the reaper Closet full of some sneakers, wear 'em once, never see 'em My old head still cookin' on seven mile like Petey Gettin' seals for deals, should be feedin' the needy I only eat with the trill, cut him off if he greedy I been workin' hard my whole life to get it right Add sugar and spice, we cut it for better price Brand name immortal, it's Wavy Gang for life Rap with a double life, I'm really like Walter White Hundred schemes, hundred nights Hundred ways to get paid like my nigga Tez'd say Bad bitch, she a boss told her put her bread away (Bread away) Me and you locked in just don't give my head away (My head away) Me and Keisha best friends but the boy on red today (Red today) Nine hundred HP's, I hopped in and sped away (Sped away) At first the shit was worse, I had to find a better way Better me, better thinkin', Cuban links, we ain't linkin' Maybach, not a Lincoln Continental, confidential Should I speak the gospel, nigga? It's a scripture Show and prove, niggas still hatin' (Still hatin') Scottie Pippen The right price get a nigga wrapped (Get a nigga wrapped) I'm Egyptian I'm official Offsides, blow your whistle
Yeah You ever dodged a drug raid, they just missed you? Yeah You gotta write a hit before they come and get you, yeah Politics as usual, what's the issue? Yeah I walk down these same streets you ride Benz on The type of hustle that'll never get you friend zoned (Never) You see the Audemars bust, I take pride in it (I take pride) I had a route and you niggas wouldn't ride with me I think it's more to this life than the chump change I gotta ball, man, I could've been a cum stain (Nah, really, man) I lost some money in Detroit 'fore my son came (On God) I got my high beams on, I'm in that one lane I smell Irish Spring soap and Aim toothpaste (Yeah) The walls closin' in remind me of my suitcase (My suitcase) Man, I was broke when they came out with the cool greys Savin' ninety-nine cent up for a Tuesday (Popeye's) I pray you never get trapped in this dope hole (For real) We born kings, they call us black, but we rose gold (Man) The best seller is the nigga with the most sold The greatest story ever told from an old soul I got a Drac' on me and I pray for more life (Uh) You want a Birkin from me? You can't even boil rice (Uh) I end up askin' my reflection, "Are you alright? " (Yeah) Sometimes I'd rather bump my head than ask for your advice I'm makin' XXLs, now the mail colossal A hundred million years from now they'll try to sell my fossil I got the blood of Mansa Musa, was the plan elusive? When it was already written in my family's future I talked to B about an M, that's when I got to Q I got an AP on, I dropped out of school I want a mansion in the hills, you can't block the view I'm in the 911 coupe, it's a hot pursuit Hustle, my nigga, you could be where me and Ray at It took a wild imagination just to say that I plugged the microphone up in the Maybach Just drive, I'ma show you where I used to stay at Yeah, I told you that I took an L, you ain't give me a call I bounced back, more racks, we ain't trippin' at all We dedicated, educated by the OGs You know my clothes smelled sour 'fore I sold weed Ray, tell these niggas what we doing with the proceeds It's the mob, it's the wave, bigger than you think I build a raft, I got a map, is you gon' swim or sink?
I learned from your favorite rapper to be your favorite rapper (Figure that) Learned from your favorite trapper to be your favorite trapper Dive deep in that water, I didn't know what to do But somebody had to show 'em, had to show 'em the proof Way more to dealin' than just sellin' dope Way more to pimpin' than just sellin' hoes
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