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(DJ on the beat so it's a banger) Uh, uh I know I been gone for a minute I’m tryna work on my image and most of these niggas won't get it I'ma be me ’til the end of the day, but shit, they never listen I gotta spit all the shit that I'm livin' 'cause some of y'all think it's a gimmick, it's not I started out, I was scrapin' the pot while I’m feedin’ the block Fresh outta school, comin' home to the trap and I used to go play with those Semi’s and Glocks Unkie say if you gon' ride with a pistol, then make sure it's cocked You don't know who be an opp Niggas, they evny the ones who be gettin’ that money, 'cause them niggas ain't gettin' nothin' I seen a nigga go ghost onn his brother 'cause it was his bitch he was fuckin' Niggas be fucked up, thick bitch, yeah, but she stuck up Still finna get her to suck up Still on the come up Talk tough, bitch, you can run up Glock 19 make 'em shut up, uh Shit, I been the man with the plan And niggas ain't really your friends They wanna eat out yo' hand When you start cuttin' them ties, you gon' turn to a man It was a moment I realized, money is what is important I had a dream what it feel like rockin' on top of the stage while a nigga be touring Got me a check and it feel like if you ain't gettin' no money, then what are you doin'? Got me a check, it's a green light, probably'll check me a ten, boy, you know that we scoring My numbers keep growin', I'ma keep flowin' Letras de cancionesSo many people be thinkin' they better than me, and I'm already knowin' Niggas be hatin' and shit You need to go get a grip I'ma go hit up the bank, I'ma DM some slips while you finna write you a diss I hope you ain't mad that a nigga out fuckin' yo' bitch Brodie gave me the assist One stop at the cleaners to get me a fifth, no you can't get you a sip Paranoid, got my stick in the Lyft I fell in love with my blick Cuddy told me that I'm rich I gotta put down the glick Every day a new day, better get to a strip Better hustle for the paper, you should never call it quits, uh From Letras Mania