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(Brandin Blanco) This shit ridiculous Sad-ass shit man Oowee I gave so many niggas chances to advance These niggas rather tussle with they girlfriends than tussle with these bands I had to make a different plan for my hands These niggas still be happy from the stands How the fuck you feel like a man, riding another dick? I ain't never loved my mama, how could I love a bitch? She chose to smoke the crumbs from bricks, I chose to go from crumbs to bricks It made me fit, my body immune, the shit that made me quick Shit, I ain't never have no cold, my mama made me sick I ain't had no kisses All my birthdays, I ain't had no wishes Like, how the fuck is this kitchen dirty when we ain't had no dishes? My life was vicious My mama would leave me for a month with chicken At her cousin house where she out smoking with some nigga tricking Not short, but different My daddy was a security guard in a picket Checking for people ID's as they walked up in they business No pay-per-views, see, my daddy could barely pay for shoes I used to wish he was The Rock, I wouldn't have grabbed the tool I made the news same age I was still making grades in school Letras de cancionesThe only reason I got rich because I hate to lose I made the cruise and I ain't had nobody ship to use I ain't had nobody whip to move, I kept it smooth We pushed it through without you Without you I did this shit without you I did this shit without you I ain't never had no assistance I did this on my own, I was gifted Nobody stood next to me, I used my own logistics I've been prolific Look up in the sky, R.I.P. to Nipsey A damn shame when you can't trust your set or your city It's such a pity 'Cause this the shit that we love more than titties This shit is silly But now that shit turned over, we in Miami counting millies Jet skis on the water, we got Sixers out from Philly trying to score something Every bitch walk in this mansion trying to hold something My bunny took off with his ice, the bitch called it snow running For sure hundreds, it ain't no more fives up in these stacks, buddy We buying buildings, built from scratch, buddy, relax, buddy I did it without you On sauce, I did You should have stood in there, nigga Ten toes down You should have kept your feet to the motherfucking ground Should have kept your mouth closed, you shouldn't have made a sound All that bumping 'bout these millions, saying you gon' hold it down But when that pressure turnt on, he was the first to move around From Letras Mania