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I'm glad you came, my dreams had me expecting some drastic change Shit, you called my name, you know how fast I came? Like Cole said, faster than the damn police into a white neighborhood And 'til this day, I ain't half ashamed Heart broke, before our love, we was passing pain I take the stage and stand till I graduate Or I pass away, I'm eating and passing plates You at my table talking bout, could you pass the blame? It's time to grow out of that That durag couldn't fit, it's time to throw out a rap So many exes in her path, she could roll out a map I hit the club with a shelf, it's time to throw out a rack Foot all on they necks, they couldn't stomach it Business is business, I stand on it, you stand under it It's demon time the grind, they f*ck up when I summon it I'm on the road running (All my dreams come true) Niggas run into the walls they painted saying it was tunnel vision Talking till she let me stuff her face, no chubby bunny shit Belt to ass season, whooping niggas, they on punishment Didn't have to, but for you, I Say no more, I'm on some humble shit Ain't no copying my fucking hustle, it's a money glitch Tre Rags, my name gon' hold some weight, I'm on some Dunzel shit Hair down to her ass and she locked in on her Rapunzel shit Them funds gon' tear your gang apart I gave you bread, you turned to Kevin Hart You on some funny shit Only cause I love you, bitch, that I won't let that llama talk I can't let that drama walk I'm evil, think of days of killing you to see your mama talk Got dirt all on my name, but all my presi diamonds plain He should've known they gon' be white regardless Like Barack Obama lost, f*ck her till I'm kinda soft She tried to leg lock me, hit her with a flying tomahawk Can't book me for a show, shit he gave a couple commas off I'm on top of shit, like who gon' f*ck with Prada? That's a common thought Can't get no bucks with you, But you know I fucks with you All I have to my name is my heart and a couple bucks, nigga And if you couldn't tell, I'm out of love, nigga (All my dreams come true) I got a job, but I still sellin' drugs, nigga Shit, I gotta jugg, nigga (True) Yeah, I still gotta jugg nigga, jugg nigga I ran off with this shit like tell it to the judge, nigga (True) With scars all on my hands, come get it back in blood, nigga (All my dreams come true) Lately, I been tryna take a road if it's scenic Shit be painful, you could look into my soul and see a demon Really gangsta, I could read that situation then I'm leavin' out like Mike Jack If I couldn't beat that, Billie Jean it And then I mean that On everything I love, bitch, I mean it I might pull it out and piss Like, bitch, stop starin' at my penis Ain't the smartest in the room, I bet my shit gon' be on Genius I'm bringin' life and fire in this bitch, might be a phoenix I miss the Old Prada till my pics in the Hall of Fame Cutthroat like Kano, hit your ass with a ball of pain You don't love me? You ain't fuckin' with me? It's all the same I'm really changin, you think this shit a game But all them letters you was writin' wasn't workin, now I'm hangin You couldn't figure out your words was hurtin, shit was dangerous We always in a war, that's why I'm always droppin' bangers Shot with bullets full of passion, Droppin' bombs full of anger I was killin' you with kindness even though you should be strangled I know good and well I know you, but you better off a stranger Now f*ck a sick day, I'm gettin' money and I'm spreadin' it I can't f*ck off everything I earned, bitch, I'm celibate I know that I love you, I'm just talkin' for the hell of it I done had it hard, You show me love and I'ma treasure it I made a way, ain't care about fittin' in, like f*ck a measurement Been runnin' shit, before I eat that bitch, you know I'm blessin' it
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