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Yeah, uh Yeah, gotta get right Yeah, uh huh Heh I wake up in the morning feeling kinda special Throwing on some new Margiela Hit the blunt before I leave the crib I step outside, cats out lookin' at my ride I'm the guy and I'm high and I'm flyer than a airplane And it's a damn shame, niggas always say it And it's a damn shame, we still save the day I hit the damn fame and only want the paper I'll give my last name and wonder, will she take it? I pray I make it, tryna be cool and be patient Tryna find a new way out this damn еvolving situation Tryna find a new big house to raise my son and to bе great in One day you gon' figure out who really with you and who hate One day I'm gon' hit the top and change my number next day Heard they tryna line me out, I heard you runnin' out of clout I know you heard I'm coming back No way can let 'em take me out No way can let 'em knock me down I'm standing tall until my back break I hit the mall and I start spendin' money Letras de cancionesYoung nigga ballin' 'cause I'm gettin' money I hit the club, they bringin' bottles to me The women love me 'cause I'm gettin' money Fuck it, baby, give it to me, fuck it, I'm gon' put it on ya, yeah You drop it down and I'm gon' spend it on ya, yeah You know a nigga came from California, yeah I'm not just rappin' I'm really gettin' money Yeah, big bossed up Young San Diego nigga, finna' charge her Fuck a dime in the Benz and switch cars up I keep the girls lined up like Starbucks, aye, yeah No one stand adjacent If you callin' on my phone, talk bread paper Don't be callin' on my phone if you ain't talkin' major I'm gettin' hundreds, stackin' racks like skyscrapers I'm gettin' blunted back to back, I'm on a hiatus I keep on grindin' cross the map, and I ain't tryna wait there I put the town up on my back, I even got my haters I put my soul on every track and catch a vibe later I hit the mall and I start spendin' money Young nigga ballin' 'cause I'm gettin' money I hit the club, they bringin' bottles to me The women love me 'cause I'm gettin' money Fuck it, baby, give it to me, fuck it, I'm gon' put it on ya You drop it down and I'm gon' spend it on ya You know a nigga came from California I'm not just rappin' I'm really gettin' money, yeah From Letras Mania