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Michael Seven in the clip She fuck with the kid, she know what I'm 'bout I just wanna count dollar amounts Fuck buying chains, I could buy land Need to be out, Bape in Japan Looking at fabrics, owning my masters That's what you call, stick to the plan Could've been caught with a stick in my hand Quiet down nigga, you're just a fan Hustled way harder than most that I know I push these classics as if it was coke Thank god my mom and my pop helped me grow Life altercations got me feeling low But yet somehow, gotta survive Sleeping on me that's suicide Facing these changes, rivers & tides You decide, we've been deprived Hell of a life with so much to give Show em' my worth I gotta be big There's been a shift I ain't sleeping as much Hungry as ever I'm feeling a rush Been almost a decade and still I remain Scarred by the time I had wasted to gain Everything now took way harder to claim Letras de cancionesMany homies turned they back it's a shame, shame, shame I took them back with the basics Grind way too hard can't escape it Fuck the crown, the throne I'ma take it The coldest ever let's face it My story represents greatness Whichever records I'll break it We persevered through the fake shit We outta here trust your patience She fuck with the kid, she know what I'm 'bout I just wanna count dollar amounts Fuck buying chains, I could buy land Need to be out, Bape in Japan Looking at fabrics, owning my masters That's what you call, stick to the plan Could've been caught with a stick in my hand Quiet down nigga, you're just a fan She fuck with the kid, she know what I'm 'bout I just wanna count dollar amounts Fuck buying chains, I could buy land Need to be out, Bape in Japan Looking at fabrics, owning my masters That's what you call, stick to the plan Could've been caught with a stick in my hand Quiet down nigga, you're just a fan All of my dawgs wit me Go and send shots, I'ma dodge 50 Sip Hennessy, a bad broad with me Took the top off I need it all Need that dope shit I'm on call Bro servin the dope, know he go hard Said she love snow friends gon' ball Took a few trips to that stall Need that big guap, we don't talk Calling big shots and go off Took 'em ten years to get raw Ten toes down, never gon' fall... Make it rain baby I'm the one I can put you on game Stack up, never did it for the fame Get a check, dip out, switch lanes She fuck with the kid, she know what I'm 'bout I just wanna count dollar amounts Fuck buying chains, I could buy land Need to be out, Bape in Japan Looking at fabrics, owning my masters That's what you call, stick to the plan Could've been caught with a stick in my hand Quiet down nigga, you're just a fan She fuck with the kid, she know what I'm 'bout I just wanna count dollar amounts Fuck buying chains, I could buy land Need to be out, Bape in Japan Looking at fabrics, owning my masters That's what you call, stick to the plan Could've been caught with a stick in my hand Quiet down nigga, you're just a fan From Letras Mania