Ayy, ayy I'm trappin' and rappin' again (Yeah) Whatever I do, it's a trend (I swear) I'm a hustler at heart, used to stand on the block I was sellin' them three for the ten (Bitch) All the losses I took, I had turnt them to lessons I know that I'm due for a win (Due for it)
Put a B on the front and a B on the back I done factory Brabus the Benz (Racks) If you ain't havin' motion and all of your pockets ain't pokin' don't call me your twin (Like) We do not go together, but that my lil' partner and she let me slaughter her friends New Ferrari, Bugatti, I bought her a watch and Bulgari, I'm bigger than big These lil' rappers be thinkin' they up one because of these bitches, these hoes ain't nothin' to me I'm a player at heart I got pimp in my blood if I tell her to jump, she say, "How high? " My lil' brother a baba he practisin' Ifá, I tell 'em he'll get you, you're done for I don't like bodyguards they be all in your business they might as well call us the gun club Couple hitters behind me some more in the middle, and me and a ho in the front car My lil' niece in a Goyard my mama ain't workin' no jobs, so I gotta go hard Niggas feel like you owe 'em, know damn well ain't did nothin' for you, man, that be the worst part She know that she got water and I call her my lil' mermaid, I tell her to squirt for me Rockin' leather like I'm in a bike club while the chain hangin', my t-shirt got holes in it
From the streets and them niggas been rappin' on beats they whole life, don't compare me to those niggas (Don't compare me to those niggas) From the streets and them niggas been rappin' on beats they whole life don't compare me to those niggas
Turn my lessons to losses, I'm due for a win Say I got lucky, I'm doin' it again Take this shit over, I gave 'em a chance (Gave) She know I'm him, had a few of her friends 'Rari on 'Rari, that's me and Lil Dann She was a seven, I took her to ten (Go) Too big for the States, so I took her to France (Let's go) I'm from the jungle, could live off the land (The land) She actin' like she that bitch on the 'Gram but I really know what she'll do for two grand I'm from Atlanta, ain't nothin' but houses no water, but we still got rich off the sand Live like a king, but big cuz got two life plus some more but he still gettin' rich in the can (Free bro) I fuck with shawty her people had found out about me she ain't comin' off me still (She can't cut me off) Been through a lot hardly ever gon' hear 'bout me trippin' I already know what it is (I'm there) Bro caught him lackin' and told me your nose was runnin' you already know what he did Vibes in the A, got some more in L. A and some more in Miami, I don't know how I live Act like you with it I really watched niggas strip you out your boxers you know you a bitch
From the streets and them niggas been rappin' on beats they whole life don't compare me to those niggas From the streets and them niggas been rappin' on beats they whole life don't compare me to those niggas (Don't compare me to those niggas) From the streets and them niggas been rappin' on beats they whole life don't compare me to those niggas
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Compositores: Aaron Gilfenbain, Dominique Jones, Emil Videnski, Jonathan Alexander Gabor, Nikita Spiridonov, Suren Harybian, Zeus Negrete