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Attempt murders, they didn't count I see his face, and I'm wiggin' out (Kaysan) I can't worry 'bout the thing about I can't worry 'bout the thing about I got some money and, look, huh, yeah Attempt murders (attempt murders), they didn't count (nah) I see his face, and I'm wiggin' out (baow) I don't waste time with gettin' clout I got some money to figure out I feel like the mayor (I feel like the) You don't jack it, you a hater (Nah) I'm one of the niggas who made you I'm the creator (I'm the creator) My hope was dying, I feel like the savior Niggas, they feel like nobody could save us We ain't have drip, and we ain't have flavors All that we knew nobody could play us (nah) We was on timin', we was on timin' We was on timin', we was on timin' I ain't in no beef, but come with a profit Niggas want life, so niggas done signed it Niggas is slimey, niggas is slimin' Niggas is robbin' these niggas for diamonds NIggas get money in the cold They take a flight and change the climate And I put all of the demons behind it All of my shooters come in alignment Say we got beef, where you duckin' and hidin'? All of my shooters is comin' to find it From the block (from the block), to the top Sheck don't stop, can't you see? (Yeah-yeah) How to ball, how to get like me (bitch) How to ball like an MVP (okay) Young nigga from the block to the top Gettin' these checks, all these racks on me Teach you how to flex, how to get like me (okay) How to ball like an MVP In this bitch, stand like we gettin' down (bitch) In this bitch, stand like they shootin' 'round (boom) I was hoppin' the train as a juvenile (bitch) Now rollin' the Royce just to get around I was gone for a minute, it been a while (yeah) I need a show with the biggest crowd (yeah) I need a watch with the biggest dial It's time we go crazy My niggas have been here forever prayin' life turn around Yeah, a product of public housin' My young nigga servin' and starvin' There's really no options to make it out These young niggas hustlin' and robbin' I done went from the trap to the Garden Black man, on my back is a target Cut my bitch off, back in the market Get fucked 'bout what niggas talkin' Can't be tamed, I'm lawless Came from one-bedroom apartment Was stealin' all in my closet (yeah) Eyes went blind where you can't go (bitch) Young nigga bitch lookin' like Van Gogh My list go dumb, this go rambo Make one call, it's bando From the block (from the block), to the top Sheck don't stop, can't you see? (Yeah-yeah) How to ball, how to get like me (bitch) How to ball like an MVP (okay) Young nigga from the block to the top Gettin' these checks, all these racks on me (on me) Teach you how to flex, how to get like me (like me) How to ball like an MVP From the block, to the top (okay) Sheck don't stop, can't you see? (Okay) How to ball like an MVP How to ball, how to get like me Young nigga from the block to the top Gettin' these checks, all these racks on me Teach you how to flex, how to get like me How to ball like an MVP Kaysan
Writer(s): Kevin Gomringer, Tim Gomringer, Ebony Naomi Oshunrinde, Maxie Lee Iii Ryles, Khadimou Rassoul Cheikh Fall, Kayson, Mark Sweet Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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