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They love me for my ambition She love me for my ambition We're comin' from the damn kitchen Ambition All I ever wanted was a Rollie (Big face) I remember when I couldn't afford it From the magnum, we transitioned Screamin', "They gon' love me for my ambition" Check the scoreboard, one nil, two nil, three nil One mill, two mill, three mill But who's countin? Uh, how the fuck could you doubt me? I'm from where they don't make it, but a hundred man try So I don't ask why they doubtin' me, I understand why Still, I can't make a ho wifе when they don't understand lifе They only understand price and how my chain cost a hundred grand twice I got paid, then the pain started to trouble me less They say my name again and again, they're fuckin' obsessed Had to learn that success comes with nothin' but stress Never had breasts, but my chest, that's a double V-S (VVS) Pull up in that spaceship like I'm Doctor Who But everyone and their mom knows I got more than doctors do (They do) Women with their boyfriend, in my time, I got a few They that think they got a good girl, what they got is not a clue (A clue) Letras de cancionesI got a lot of food like I ain't got a lot to lose Never gave a shit about a lot of views Ask the guys, real trapper, had to turn an O into a box The street witnessed me turn from a soldier to a boss, 'cause- All I ever wanted was a Rollie (A Rollie) I remember when I couldn't afford it (Afford it) From the magnum, we transitioned (Transitioned) Screamin' they gon' love me for my ambition (Ambition) Check the scoreboard, one nil, two nil, three nil (One nil, two nil, three nil) One mill, two mill, three mill But who's countin? (Countin') How the fuck could you doubt me? (How?) Doubting me, that was a major mistake Now makin' this cake's the main way I'm makin' them pay It goes one mill, two mill, three mill, four, check the score I done that, but I still need more Yeah, I was in the pen not makin' a penny Now what's in my pen made me a milli' Yeah, that's what you call a transition Now I got warehouses and offices, a man's different But ask the gang, my first offices was Dan's kitchen So fuck school, that don't make you intelligent I still ain't come across a time that Shakespeare was relevant (Nope) But it's like a science in a lab when I'm makin' the medicine Two-twenty for my last set, but I didn't take it with Phenergan They say, "Come back and rap," 'cause I'm mad hard, bro Ain't made songs in a year, it's like my racks can't go Still buyin' watches and cars, the pack cargo The S was white, but black inside, I call it Jack Harlow Check the scoreboard, one nil, two nil, three nil (One nil, two nil, three nil) One mill, two mill, three mill But who's countin? (Countin') How the fuck could you doubt me? (How?) From Letras Mania