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(Prod. Fly) The ones coming up, what you think they gon' do? It's gon' be so many Dolphs and they gon', it's gon' be, someone that's gon' take this shit and do it way bigger, and really hit major licks with it, know what I mean? (MoneyXo let's get it) (Cam, get it) So that's what I'm doing it for I just signed, I just signed a new artist. Shoutout my lil' brother Kenny Muney Wait, what'd you say? Kenny Muney I was sittin' in the hood with a dream and a weed sack Fast forward, chasing millions with my role model, who would've seen that? Who would've ever thought that? Who would've ever thought that I'd make it out the trenches Turn myself into a boss? Turn my trap house to a loft and turn my hustlin' to a law Go and get thе money by any means, young nigga, don't fall off I wasn't lookin' up to no ball players Whеre I'm from, all the trap niggas had it all Seen a nigga come through 911 Porsche, I was like yeah, fuck a job Big diamond chain, big diamond rings, yeah, my role model had it all I wanted to be like him right there, I want that same type of car I don't care if I gotta sell some pounds, I don't care if I gotta go and rob I knew I had to do what I had to do, I had to go hard Get off your ass, go get a bag, whatever you gotta do, go do it I was on the block bumpin' that High Class Street Music (Trap) Letras de cancionesTwenty four hours workin' the trap, I was not snoozing Until somebody told me "You got a gift, nigga, go use it" Got up in the booth, a lot of niggas tried to recruit me My role model turned a lot of deals down, I did too, bitch If you know what you worth and let them short you, nigga, you stupid He showed me how to steer my own car, now I'm cruisin' Yeah, I'm in full control, I'm doing what I wanna do, bitch But I can't lie, I'm heated, all this ice can't even cool me You ever lost a part of your heart and can't nothing soothe it? Have you ever been sad at the ending of a good movie? But this shit ain't never ending, come and film this Put this on my soul, I bet I let these niggas feel me I don't wanna talk, I wanna put some in the ceiling Put something' in the ground and watched his soul float to the ceiling Too many fuck niggas living, how'd they take the realest? Tell me, how the fuck these niggas take my role model? Don't too many niggas get to meet their role model But mines turned into my brother, I got money with my role model On stage with my role model I can tell the world that my big brother was my role model Street nigga, good father, who a better role model? We locked in forever, nigga, Paper Route and Whole Lotta I'ma make sure that they feel this Wanna stop us, gon' have to do more than kill us Yeah I'm hurting, all this ice can't help me heal up Go [?] that nigga once, then you my nigga Your favorite rapper know he was his role model too But nine times out of ten, these niggas ain't gon' tell the truth These niggas hate us but they love us, they do everything we do We role models From Letras Mania