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(Ayy, ayy, ayy, let's go) Yeah (Ayy, ayy, ayy) let's go Ever since I was a youngin' I knew I'd be somethin' (be somethin') Where I grew up, it wasn't nothin' (nothin') You had to make you somethin' (for real) Niggas hatin', bitches too That shit don't mean nothin' (uh-uh) All my bros been fuckin' the game I'ma just get my nut in How you my opp and you follow my moves? If I was you, I'd hate me too (yeah) Niggas be broke and they steady want beef But how you want beef? You ain't got no food This bitch bad, her friend is too I hit 'em both 'cause I can't choose (yeah) I coulda been rapped 'bout gettin' money (yeah) But I get money, that shit ain't new I get to it, I can't get got Love my city, that's all I got Now the whole world say they wanna rock buffs But back in '08, shit would have got you shot She in my phone sayin' she my bitch Sound so dumb, almost got blocked These niggas play like the shit a joke And just like a joke, got niggas knocked Ever since I was a youngin' I knew I'd be somethin' (be somethin') Where I grew up, it wasn't nothin' You had to- (Kobe) Niggas hatin', bitches too That shit don't mean nothin' (at all) All my bros been fuckin' the world (ayy) I'ma just get my nut in (wait, wait, wait, ayy) Get money easy when your life was harder It's Sean not Diddy, I'm more like the Carter I swear that they just went and booked me at Harvard I blew up my city, myself, I'm a martyr My dad worked two jobs and was still broke Told me you gotta work smarter, not harder The school wasn't chartered, the plane is a charter She hungry and thirsty for me, but I starve her I'm a classic player for real Ain't rockin' the new shit, I'm rockin' the Starter Bombin' on shit, yeah, I'm goin' Pearl Harbor My bitches so bad, niggas wanna f*ck on her like she was Ms. Parker I'm in the field so long I done got darker My brother don't rap or sing, but swear he got groupies and stalkers Y'all niggas live for the net you a blogger (whoa) I seen it all, I like the Simpsons (damn) Niggas be talkin' 'bout ballin' I must be a ball hog, get paid by the Pistons (God) Contract like a bad bitch Yeah, it keep on gettin' extensions Next one, I need a percentage What other niggas you know from the city in Guinness And really sold hundreds of millions? Hold up (hold up) You wasn't there with Street Lord Juan late nights at Capital Park Plottin' and playin' it smart G.T. was there with a pure heart, playin' his part (for real) Same niggas hatin', probably trade places with me faster than they blinkin' Wanna call you crazy, but you only crazy 'til you make it But then you a genius (let's go) Niggas out the city where they don't believe it 'Til they seen it, that's on Sada, Face, Veeze Pay and Tee, 42, KD, Dej, Peezy, Vez, now it's G.T., go Ever since I was a youngin', I knew I'd be somethin' (somethin') Where I grew up, it wasn't nothin', you had to- (Kobe) Niggas hatin', bitches too, that shit don't mean nothin' (at all) All my bros been fuckin' the world, and I'ma just get my nut in Yeah, yeah, yeah Let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go Boy, boy
Sanatçı: G.T.
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