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Hands Down
Hands down, me and my niggas getting bread now, yea now Basquiat paintings on my wall Shrimp and champagne is what I
order God sent them angels and they saved me Sell Sole, Shots fired off safety Pockets golden, they finna know me The
realest in it, Lord protect me and my homies These niggas love me, your nigga spoil me I'm nothing like these other girls, they corny Ya'll be shooting but don't be scoring We be shooting, yea we be balling Ain't gone and tell 'em who fucking run it Running marathons around all these dummies I'm at the
top, don't want no comp All these sacrifices got me looking lucky They say I'm ugly But they don't know me I'm going crazy cause I
really came from nothing [Hook x2:] And I
say, hands down, me and my niggas getting bread now Yeah now, walking with my head up, not my head down Yeah now, haters gon' talk, we gon' lay 'em down Killing everything we see, no time to play around Protecting my people, all these weapons are lethal In the
studio grinding, tryna ice out my Jesus Feel this shit in my soul, feel it all through them speakers Hey yo, my heart done turned cold, I
can see through you people I
be turning down features, I'm bout to turn up my prices All my verses worth millions but I'm taking 10 thousand They wanted heat, I
LeBron'ed 'em They wanted beef? I
surprise them Cause I've been cooking all this shit Now time to eat and live righteous [Hook x2] Dad killed, rose petals, mom's missing 95, brother born, cold winter Shit crazy, all these women and all these children Supposedly I
got new brothers and new sisters Stay to myself, I
was the
oddball Hoop dreams, I
had the
handles like hot sauce But being shy was my downfall Couldn't let that shit control my life dog [Hook x2]
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