[Verse]
I remember nights I ain't had sh*t
No remy weave , no new kicks
Kickin doors, running out that sh*t
If we came up we split the hit
Now Im ballin, WMBA
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I remember when I did a lot of work
Now Im dreaming foriegns in my drive way
[?] but they sh*t falling when they poppin out
Look b*tch how you ballin out
You aint never ever gonna go with the cash out
How the f*ck you's a hitta n*gga
Ain't never scored behind the trigger n*gga
If a b*tch really want smoke
Then this body bag will be a swisher n*gga
BOB , I'm a big ole b*tch
Boss sh*t and I'm with the sh*t
Came up at 12 bars now my whole team in designer sh*t
f*ck a glo b*tch I'm in my glory
And my hittas shooting like Robert Horry
Katie Bandz on that f*ck sh*t and I ain't writing verse
b*tch I'm telling stories
n*ggas b*tches call em Tyler Perry
Twitter beefing but I know their scared
Bottles running b*tch I'm rockin' medals
Killing dreams they should call me Freddy
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Chasin money,cash it in a hurry
You want to you kill me you got to show me
Got some young killas that'll drop by
On the nine I'ma die here
Everybody gone ride here
Three [?] stuck to one blunt now a b*tch buss like Light year
Stop lying it's my year sneak dissing don't fly here
Talk crazy b*tch meet the eighty like Dej Loaf come try me
Ill be at the mall
All we do is ball
So my money talk
We dont ball [?]
Thats the quickest way to fall
Like mill I'm coachin
And my young boys come in
No talkin, face down