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If I put my mind to it lil' buddy you know I'ma do it all the way
Roaches hate, I'm making moves, I listen 'bout as much as I can tolerate
From here on out we cutting out the people who don't contribute to winning
Raise your glass to everybody who was here from the fucking beginning
Yeah

You talking 'bout toast, I'm talking 'bout bread
You talking 'bout gross, I'm talking 'bout net
You hold the false hopes, folks is overdressed
Folks is so possessed over clothes and hopeless sex... hmm
You acting funny, flashing money, dog you racking up clout
I got cards, look at 'em charge, look at 'em racking up miles
Look at a pack and a house, all the way down to the south
I got a house, I got it all figured out, none of you goofies allowed
I'ma live like a cannon off safety
I'm on a win streak baby you gone hate me
You gone hear me coming all the way
I been thinking little differently lately
I'ma tell you the truth and they gone say things
But you gone hear me coming either way

If I put my mind to it lil' buddy you know I'ma do it all the way
Roaches hate, I'm making moves, I listen 'bout as much as I can tolerate
From here on out we cutting out the people who don't contribute to winning
Raise your glass to everybody who was here from the fucking beginnin
Yeah

My crew filled with hustlers, you could ask them
Hardworking, intelligent black men
I got lawyers, I got offices plural
I'm an employer, I copped a brand new whip and I'ma enjoy her, Bruv
I'm moving with exuberance, fuck the game, pass the military-grade lubricant
Who'd admit from all the haters that they really mad bro?
Rappers super Michael Jackson bad, no dad jokes
I seen big homies, turn to jealous homies, turn to little homies
I know the deal, you a hater, just be real homie
Hold your breath, clench your fists 'till your hands hurt
Careful all that jealousy might turn to Kanser
I imagine you somewhere in a camper
Crying like, why my prayers unanswered?
That's life dog, ain't that about a bitch
Psst, let me tell you something, I won, I'm rich
I'ma live like a cannon off safety
I'm on a win streak baby you gone hate me
You gone hear me coming all the way
I been thinking little differently lately
I'ma tell you the truth and they gone say things
But you gone hear me coming either way

If I put my mind to it lil' buddy you know I'ma do it all the way
Roaches hate, I'm making moves, I listen 'bout as much as I can tolerate
From here on out we cutting out the people who don't contribute to winning
Raise your glass to everybody who was here from the fucking beginning
Yeah

Hey yo, yo
Hey, hey, hey
Look, 99% of everybody I came across in this fucking business didn't think what I've achieved right now was possible
You dumb fucks
And I don't wanna' seem hateful or spiteful, 'cause you know what I'm saying I'm actually
Kinda happy right now in my life and a sore winner is the worst right?
You know what I mean?
But I got a long list of mother fuckers that can suck my dick

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