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Man Too broke to pay attention Main man Yo Man listen, man listen All I got is this ambition (that's it) A couple million make you stand different (hey) They dropped the ball and so I ran with it I'm like Man listen, man listen All I got is this ambition (ya digg) A couple million make you stand different (I am) They dropped the ball and so I ran with it (look!) The game is friendless, the pain is endless The game changed I blame these lane pretenders My friends in Benz's, parked at the entrance Inside you still hear the engine like, "Wren wren" This is your ending if you're offended I dare you fuckin' bitches defend it I'm just rushing through my blood like the Kremlin I'm back with a vengeance And this is what the sound of revenge is Win win Man listen, man listen All I got is this ambition (that's it) A couple million make you stand different (hey) They dropped the ball and so I ran with it I'm like Man listen, man listen All I got is this ambition (ya digg) A couple million make you stand different (I am) They dropped the ball and so I ran with it Where I come from you can't visit I talk money, I guess you understand different Hand gestures count counting until my hands blister You can miss us, smoke weed louder than fran dressing Pinky rings, hand kisses, soprano bitches I feel like holy castolando in designer stitches, oh! I heard 'em say I made Rihanna's hit list Bitch, mind your business, what kind of honor is this I tryna see Madonna digits in all kind of riches In Miami fucking 'round with all the finest bitches Everyone acting kind of vicious These politicians won't let my brother visit I'm like Man listen, man listen All I got is this ambition (that's it) A couple million make you stand different (hey) They dropped the ball and so I ran with it I'm like Man listen, man listen All I got is this ambition (ya digg) A couple million make you stand different (I am) They dropped the ball and so I ran with it He's a fake baller, a globetrotter Bank account four dollar, no comma I know you wanna pop collars, oop collars I know you wanna pussy for short collar, uh Smoking top dollar Pull up in that top dollar She got that top dollar Pussy cost top dollar Man listen, man listen All I got is this ambition (that's it) A couple million make you stand different (hey) They dropped the ball and so I ran with it I'm like Man listen, man listen All I got is this ambition (ya digg) A couple million make you stand different (I am) They dropped the ball and so I ran with it
Writer(s): Khaled Khaled, Ahmad Balshe, Benjamin Diehl, Daniel Nguyen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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