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I know, I know, JB Beats Yeah, I don't, I don't, mmm You the type of nigga fall in love with a ho I'm the type of nigga that's gon' f*ck and get ghost Why they talking gangster but in public get froze Don't be trying to claim the hood, bitch, you ain't from the 4 I got shooters and they shooting just like Stephen Curry I gave her dick and she fell in love like February I got niggas really stepping, we ain't never worried Don't do no talking, he'll get mixed up like a McFlurry Let's talk some money, that's my favorite conversation Lot of niggas turn to rats but they get congratulated They be playing both sides but f*ck em, I'm getting paper I'm only focused on two things, get rich and buy some acres Jump off the porch at 13, I made my own decisions I don't take no handouts from nobody, that's the way I'm living This for the people who doubted me, I'ma make em feel it Yeah, I'ma make em feel it Seem like nowadays you gotta beef just to get attention It's a lot of money for everybody, we can all get it We ain't worried about no price, nigga, what's the ticket Niggas ain't making no noise, I can hear the crickets Wanted to stop doing music, I had to chill I'm the reason why niggas wanna rap, let's be for real All that flexing y'all be doing you'll get jack just like Jill Every beat that I get on, I'ma kill, no bill I know, I know, yeah, I'm way too much But I don't, I don't, I don't give two fucks In due time, I'm finna be on Told my mama I'ma buy a bigger home Mmm, yeah In due time, I'm finna be on Told my mama I'ma buy a bigger home Yeah