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[Intro]
(Greatness Jones)

[Verse 1]
They say I'm amazing, I just do it like it's regular
Now I've got these A&Rs and n*ggas on my cellular
You ain't gotta say it, you already know I'm winning, b*tch
On the road to riches, so much bookings I can't count that sh*t
Ride in rotation, I'm never waiting, I be percolating
I'm talking money to these b*tches, I'm the conversation
The blueprint on my Js—I'mma rock the nation
I'm the f*cking best, yeah I'm the best—there ain't no debating
Game is for the taking, you ain't gotta give it to me
Be watching all my movements, now these b*tches moving shifty
I'm a big fish, a Dolphin—you're a little Pickney
Europe, UAE and U.S.; f*ck up any city
Uh, I'm busy getting a tan, get me a couple of cans
If you try f*ck up my plans; gettin' these hands
Busting out the ban, riding, do it for the gang
Do it for the fam, do it for the fans, ride for me; Stan
I don't ever slack, all I spit is crack
Run it back, flip a pack, putting Wooly on the map
f*cking proud and I'm Black, sh*t is magic, that's a fact
Get the message, f*ck a fax, run it up to the max
I don't ever front, I can do whatever I want
I might go to Church today then tomorrow hit cunch
And I've got a couple girls, but I don't need a bunch
We ain't gotta pop a billi', we just pull up and we stunt, aye