Okay I'm stacking dead presidents Out there to my testament Trying to get my money long, Yao Ming measurements Sorry for my absences, Khaled they been asking him Where your youngest problem been? I been grinding trying to win Studio, the money flowing, Rosay in them bucket Benz Back up on my luck again, cut off some disloyal friends Added me a bitch that's super thick I call her Medicine I hate to exaggerate, her head is Excedrin My flow is some syphilis, that's what makes me different See me as your militant, yeah I'm on some other shit Step back in this motherfucker, still in lead I'm resting it May not have the hype but I'm the topic that they want to trend I'm just doing me, that's the story, let the shit begin Got two albums out and they ain't chilling or arresting it Killing everything, come arrest me then Bitches do each other, yeah they lesbians Let them meet the dick, introduce a friend Who would have thought that I'd do a double set of twins They only fucking because the emblem on the whip a Benz I'm coming for the top and sparing niggas, that depends And they hear me talking about an album and they faces grin You thought that hating would've worked, here we go again
And forgive me Lord if ever that I had to sin I'm inspired off of life and not what a nigga did Had visions of doing it big since the age of ten I know they missed me I will never make them wait again No disrespect but it was never safe to let me in May 11 '88 I've been a problem since Nigga
Tell me Tell me what's really going on Gutta back up in this bitch I'm ready, what's happening? What's happening? What's happening? I'm back again And I'm in a Benz What's happening? What's happening? Gutta back up in this bitch, I'm ready
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