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Whoever thought I would take it this far, I did
Saying bingo to our favorite car
A kid, doing dirty shit Rated R
A lot of us didn't pray to God
If we make it pass our prime then we beat the odds
Rough niggas no Chico DE barge
Riding steamers we can meet at the park
Stealing all these hearts, and ain't talkin about spades or the cards
The summer nights was a hell a fun
With the joke and the lies, and the drink on the side
New chick approaching look her deep in the eyes
One of the guys say hi she wave walk by
So I'm on it new drip I'm fly
You have a beautiful smile she say Ima lie
What's your name and your sign where you headed
Why? I think I'm pressing too much
Wish well gone an catch that bus
Ran her errands now she back, what's up
This music I'm making hope the people just love it
This music I'm making way pass my budget
For the American dream, the money we lusting
We fighting, we hustle, in debt we stressing
But my real friends and blood money don't mean nothing
Being broke a severe concussion
Get place complacent with yo life and expecting the luxury
But living in disguise buying high brand wannabes
I'm not yo average I transition with eras
Was born in 80s not yo Chevy Beretta
Got the crowd all in Ah
Like MJ in the mecca I'm a wolf no shepherd
One shot one second, one question one answer
Keep counting these blessings and the killers they stepping
Take pictures for the memories you treasure
And moments of pleasure, in lounge with yo brothers
Or some of your lovers, my space feel smothered
Found my way out, now more subtle with no hoes
In my NBA bubble, more focus than ever
Worth a Olympic gold medal, hitting these goals no measure
Pipes bust when its pressure I was scared of the failing
Now I'm right in your presence come in every direction
From the north to the south to the east to the west
In your GPS setting, been a star no cap
Steady spending these checks made a personal bet
It's the principle to me so I can pump out my chest
Like momma we did it, we living
No gates no shackles no prison
Private flights no hassle, real life white castle
Somethin family can adapt to
This music I'm making hope the people just love it
This music I'm making way pass my budget
For the American dream, the money we lusting
We fighting, we hustle, in debt we stressing
But my real friends and blood money don't mean nothing
Being broke a severe concussion
Get place complacent with yo life and expecting the luxury
But living in disguise buying high brand wannabes