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Walked down on the opp, I ain't tryna drive First class private if I gotta fly My mama couldn't afford it, now I gotta buy it We wasn't close, the nigga died and I forgot about it I brought the phone to the projects, watched them crowd around it Pistol in your mouth, why you tryna shout it? All we got is hope, my dreams was on a boat and niggas tried to drown it I learned how to swim, somehow I got up out it Rarely was we sittin' down, niggas oughta take out Get your address and all night we on the stakeout I got your bitch happy, then like acne I'ma break out Everything changed my first day out, been focused on my way out In and out of spots when you move, move cautious Sixth floor, not a crib, remind me of a fortress Shorty always in my face, keep reminding me she gorgeous Middle finger, fuck a cop, they just mad that I can't afford it Cops listen to my raps, I gotta watch how I be talkin' Lil' mama, I been fuckin', she be chillin' with the opps When I pull up to a spot, I got it on me Watch my body, I can't die for bein' horny Niggas sayin' stuff, they got me slidin' with my brody Homies dyin', I can't add it up, nobody know me I been cryin', got me walkin' round here with a 40 Never thought I'd see this type of life when I was just a shorty Real niggas gotta understand Letras de cancionesI just wanna smoke and pop a bottle with my man My daughter askin' bout the world, I said, you got it in your hand Felt like you touched a million when it got a hundred grand I been goin' through it, nobody can understand They taught me how to stack it, we wrapped it with rubber bands Comin' through your window to get it like Rubberman Cash money brothers, my hitters like Dutta man Stuff too many bullets in it and the gun will jam I was never thinkin' summer jam, just tryin' to sell a hundred grams Now we do Jamaican trips, all my bitches love the ting Cash money brothers, my hitters like Dutta man Push the Lambo like a Civic, only talkin' cause I live it All the ones that wanna be me really been my biggest critics It's a quarter million jewelry if we gotta be specific Fly robbers and designer, they go drillin' in some kits Tryna flip shit Walk down on a opp, I ain't tryna drive Me and brody been through pain, so we trauma-vibe You ever saw a dead body, that's a homicide The ones you thought was solid go to sing and watch them harmonize Woodrow Wilson Housing, I was in and out them Buildings with the villains and get high the way we chillin' Dead Prez, he's all that's on my mind, make a killin' Dead Prez, he's all that's on my mind, make a killin' Slidin' in a Lincoln, all these diamonds on me clinkin' Catchin' flights outta Kennedy, I'm Reposado drink Catch you slippin' in my section, we can't grant you a pass Fuckin' bitches in the Trump Tower, fillin' my glass You know my cup overrun, it's 100s, I'm really done it Yeah FTD, you talkin' bout dirt, we really from it Yeah, swingin' for the fences, I was never one to bunt it My gut feelin' told me to keep it by my stomach, so I does it On the daily, I ain't goin' for the games you can't play me And this music here forever, so immortal what it made me Self-belief to the fullest and the fortune what it gave me Thinkin' bout my bros is gone and they been torturing me lately Real niggas gotta understand I just wanna smoke and pop a bottle with my man My daughter askin' bout the world, I said, you got it in your hand Felt like you touched a million when it got a hundred grand I been goin' through it, nobody can understand They taught me how to stack it, we wrapped it with rubber bands Comin' through your window to get it like Rubberman Cash money brothers, my hitters like Dutta man From Letras Mania