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They don't know what it is when I'm on it But once they figure it out, I don't want it So far ahead, you niggas are behind Behind You can't see it from where you sitting (shit) But this Ferrari leather with the matching stitching is So far ahead (so far), you nigga are behind Behind Swerving through the lane, serving niggas cane Still ain't never hit a pothole If I was Brittney Griner, I'ma need Obama Only one to swap is Chapo Furthest from the streets, Monica, Denise Good bitches fuck with Rocco's Put 'em in them cars, hanging out with stars Now it's hard to tell they not hoes Your codefendant claim immunity It was you and he, how'd you not know Unless he leaving court in a Bentley Sport Just to meet you on a yacht, though Understand the art of war All my niggas draw, so we all Picasso's Me just being me, respect to PnB I prolly never eat at Roscoe's Million ways to live, million ways to die Letras de cancionesMillions stuffed in an auto Million ways to wash it, million ways to stop it Pray for me cause we not, though Best believe, I can whip a Christmas Eve with some work in a hot stove They done took it all, praying that he fall No more questions 'bout Gestapo They don't know what it is when I'm on it But once they figure it out, I don't want it So far ahead, you niggas are behind Behind Niggas tried to sneeze at the blessing "How could I just leave?" was the question Whistle blowers left me no choice Ain't no referees up in Heaven No mistaking me for the reverend Ushering the money, my confession How your pastor whip a Rolls Royce? That was me pre 9/11 Look at me post Armageddon Walking with my dog, I am legend The grass is greener on each side I done been both Mason Betha's I done been at both intersections I done pulled Ocean 11's Even when the well ran dry I done raised quotes in the desert Tried to hide the dope in the message Like we did the coke in the Lexus Same hands I used to whip work See me turn 'em both into blessings AMG the spokes for the extras Only way to cope with the pressure When you feel you in too deep Let God take the wheel like a Tesla They don't know what it is when I'm on it But once they figure it out, I don't want it So far ahead, you niggas are behind Behind You can't see it from where you sitting (shit) But this Ferrari leather with the matching stitching is So far ahead (so far), you nigga are behind Behind From Letras Mania