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Figures

 

Figures


Big mess, big tipper
Phone, whips, clip in a
Balmain, my dinner, Margielas, four figures
Whip cost six figures
Fucking with gorilla niggas

I know you hate it now
You had to roll in here to bust it down
I been the king, I know you asked around
The water dripping, boy you 'bout to drown
Money, stacking up the paper nigga
[?] how I get it nigga
You hating on me 'cause I'm getting richer
I know you fuckers hope you got your picture
Bad bitches come [?] spot got it

Copped a Beamer little nigga, fuck a Maserati
Treat me like a mob boss when I'm in the party
I bought a birkin, bought a Louis, I'm a big [?]
She know I got it, yeah

Still remember how to get it
Came from the trenches, you know you had to listen
Came from poverty, I'm young, black, and gifted
Still on a mission

Big mess, big tipper
Phone, whips, clip in a
Balmain, my dinner, Margielas, four figures
Whip cost six figures
Fucking with gorilla niggas
Big mess, big tipper
Phone, whips, clip in a
Balmain, my dinner, Margielas, four figures
Whip cost six figures
Fucking with gorilla niggas

Real nigga certified under old law
Used to dope, fiends got my straight raw
Ay whoa, one the realest that you ever saw
Lost ten years of my life behind bars
You could never feel my pain nigga, how I know?
Have you ever did years in the fucking hole?
Make parole, get out without a pot to piss
Find a plug, fell in love with a narco bitch
Used to be broke, now a neighborhood star
I could see a fuck nigga coming by far
Catch me roadrunning nigga, gotta get the bag
Pick up twenty racks, burn out in this [?]

Still remember how to get it
Came from the trenches, you know you had to listen
Came from poverty, I'm young, black, and gifted
Still on a mission

Mmh, you do not know what this is [?]
Mmh, we all make a stand [?] my momma is proud of me

done

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