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Counting all this money Man my fingers hurt Throw it in the air Watch the women twerk I got ya back U can call me Big Herk I just want my money Like Big worm Posted on the lawn Me and Killa Tray That been big bro Since I was in 5th grade Mix the pat-Ron With some OJ Walk inside the club And they know me I been the man Boy and I’m still am Took a vaca But I’m back doe Don’t use the front Boy Hit the back doe Use to sell grams Off the patio Black tee on And some cargos It was Nextel then No iPhones Way before Obama Gave niggas phones Me and DC back 2 back In them Regals That was brother then Still he my brother now Long live chap That’s the OG I remember all the things That He showed me Early in the morning Gotta chase the cheese Rats in the grass I came em breath Niggaz blowing Whistle ‘s like a referee Watch ya circle dog Most niggaz square ‘s Rip my brother Y’all know who he is On the Dex Trab was a living legend Same thing apply 11 years later Rip to Bino That’s my God Pop In a drop top On K block Cutting niggas up Like Arab Rip to twin We go way back Ken Mack been My nigga since pre-school Rip Mel We really miss u 3rd grade Jamison I met Cyrano Matter fact hold up free Cyrano Pouring up the Henny Mix it with coke I’m a d boy U know it’s Faygo Stack the money up Like Pringle’s I’m a rock star A black Beattle Bought a Rolex With my advance money Plain Jane I dnt want no diamonds on it The more u come up The more haters coming I learned that from my mama That’s my favorite woman Gotta watch them niggaz That u eating with They can get the same plate And want yo chicken In a 19 last year Like a time traveler The streets raised me Ima whole bastard They thought I was done I’m just getting started Getting dumb money Like the boy retarded
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