Ready or not, here I comeYou can't hide, nigga I'm too damn flySippin' all of this purple it got me too damn highThey say they down for the team but playing two damn sidesI'm like niggas ain't loyal, niggas ain't loyalAll these voices in my head sayin' niggas ain't for youAnd when you getting money these niggas aim for youAnd when it's lookin' sunny these niggas rain on youIt's a dark cloud over me, money took control of meI'm barely getting time to see my son and that shit hurting meBaby momma trippin' outI tell her to work with meI'm on probation still strapped cause niggas wanna murder meAnd lately I've been gettin' faded (faded)Cut a couple homies off cause them niggas hatinAnd all the bitches wanna fuck me cuz the nigga madeI'm gettin' paper heart cold as the refrigeratorYoung niggas gettin' moneyYoung niggas gettin' moneyYoung niggas gonna get it yeahAnd aint a damn thang changeBut the bezel on my rollie and the diamonds in my chainYoung rich nigga quarter milli worth of jewelsBad bitch with me tryna blow me like a fuseJust to get a bag and maybe a pair of shoesAint it crazy what your lady will do for a pair of louvesBig dreams turn to big thingsI've been waitin' on this day since I was 16Big chains ashton martin as I switch lanesBefore I ever made a hit I had wrist gameIn the kitchen with them things tryna make a killin'We in the building every other month I'm make millionAnd these niggas talkin' wreckless cuz they think I'm chillin''Til I put some money on their head, yea make them feel itHave they own homies do 'em like they never knew 'emI'll have Armele walk upon when we run into 'emClose range shorty have em put something through 'emSo I hope you ready cuz we're heavy and we're comin' for yaYoung niggas gettin' moneyYoung niggas gettin' moneyYoung niggas gonna get it yeahAnd aint a damn thang changeBut the bezel on my rollie and the diamonds in my chainThe meek shall inherit the earthSo imma own this bitch until I'm buried in dirtI only rode with niggas that would carry me to my hurseBlesses for my grandma, she carry me to that churchAnd I don't know why, I just feel like I'm the oneThey label me a victim but now look what I becomeOr should I say became mom I doin' it for the fameI from where they never make it but I went against the grainCharges out agianst my name, assasination to my characterLife's a bitch, she cheated on me but I married herNiggas gettin' murdered, this shit is gettin' scarierDodgin all the potholes, jumpin' all the barrier'sAnd if she a bitch! I feel like I just got in that pussyShorty wanna be a star, that's why she poppin that pussyShe tryna win, so she hang amongst winnersThat's why I take the time, just to pray at moms dinnerCuz I remember cold nights not the winterNot the weather I'm talking about with veniceFor that money sins they get commitedAnd friends they get to splittinDivided just like divisionsSo every day that I wake up, my undivided attentionIt go to get my cake up and stayin' out of them prisonsYea, the system made me strongerAnd bein' broke just gave me my hungerI'm gone!
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