Yeah somebody on Somebody hit me today and they were like Nah just make sure you know You tell me what to do when I get there you know? (June youre a genius) I said I respect it no problem I got all these blessings just to give it to others anyway Know what Im sayin? Yeah My hands always open for real
Ayy thirty-three years I gave that to the game Thirty-three mil I save that for the ring Five hundred weeks I fill the charts with my pain Five hundred mil and I fall back in the 6ix Finally give you niggas the space you need to exist Michael Jackson shit but the palace is not for kids Still women sayin its childish the way we live Brought a few Ws to the 6ix Baby mama fluke but I love her for who she is Baby Wayne and Tez responsible for this shit Half the time I question my consciousness in this shit Other times I question if compliments are legit Full-time Im out here confident as a bitch Tryna make good on the promises that I give Tryna make sure my accomplices are legit Register the business in my brothers name Thirty-five hunnid in the pocket that should cover things Certified loverman trappin out the motherland Always move right so my watch is on the other hand She can try and play it down now but she was a fan People wanna know whats in my pockets they dont understand My assistant always findin Percocet and rubber bands Know my mom might not want to hear how I discover plans Word to Sandra Graham no one love you like your mother can
I watched Michael Rubin win a million off a couple hands I decide what to see next like its on demand I decide what to be next like Im switchin plans Ima tell you what you feel next like the weatherman I will split heads and break necks for my little man 6 God praying hands like Im a religious man But Im just a sicker man wicked man Look we can argue back and forth but whos the richer man? Isnt that what matters in this world that we livin in? Bang those dividends snakes stay slitherin How you plan to make it to the top by just fittin it? How you plan to take a niggas spot by just givin in? How you gon treat this shit like you gon get to live again? How you gettin hype off one hit? Do that shit again How you got a manager you met after you got the win? Bet you got some niggas thatll love you to the bitter end Bet you got somebody thats just smarter than your other friends Give em a percentage see what happens to your blessings then You just need to stay close to your people That was there when others couldve been Then when others shouldve been Got a nigga starin at the game like damn coach put him in But you never listen so you niggas going wood again Got us in the crib talkin bout what niggas coulda been shoulda been And I got your girl on the second floor beggin me to put it in And its not because all of the money that you wouldnt spend And its not because I set it up to try and get revenge Its because you niggas insecure you aint made men Its because even though you hate on me we stay friends Its because you niggas never learn when to say when yeah
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