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Did this by my lonely Had to distance from some day ones, they start acting phony Told my boy keep me in line, he move like Mr. Moseby Only one that held it down when shit went left, Ginobli That's my brother, that's my crodi, we like Zack and Cody Way back when I met Jakobe, knew that I'd be on the Sony It just took some time and took some grinding, but we here fasholy Now when I say let's go hit the island, I ain't talking Coney Ain't talking Staten, baby Way below my status, baby Know that I exaggerated way before I had it, baby Hard work beat the talent, I got both, so they collaborating Go 'head, check the balance lately And then congratulate me, whoa Yeah, been came up from tragic AMG Benz, went 4MATIC Couple bands, got it matted Made my plans while they chatted, so you know a nigga valid Turned the crib into a palace, started sipping out a chalice, yeah you know Now your dream girl ain't a challenge, that's a no And I ain't even pack a fabric for the road We living lavish, can't go back to being broke (can't go back) No, I already got attached, can't let it go Can't go back to being broke, don't let my baggage touch the floor If he play with us, get stripped just like them baddies on the pole They don't even know the deal on what it took for me to grow Could've been a navy seal, the way I hit the beat and float And I could switch the flow up on the daily Seen 'em tryna cope, I swear I know these niggas hate me Did this on my own, don't let them tell you that they made me "Damn, Chris! You like to pop your shit..." Well, can you blame me? Drop it when I write it, ain't tryna wait weeks, I'm excited Nah, I'm nothing like you niggas, I don't wanna be invited I'm the one that got the Midas, only add, we never minus Now I'm laughing in they face, let out a low ha like Hawaiians, baby yeah
Writer(s): Chris Messan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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