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I went to sleep, slept on, woke up, im da man I was plottin da plan, like da pots and da pans Brought my momma a crib Took my block to Japan Gave my homies some bands Told em hope they advance I went to sleep, slept on, woke up, im da man I was plottin da plan, like da pots and da pans Went and brought me a Wraith, brought my baby da Lamb Now we own an Estate, no more 80 a gram Your a hustla, connect, and your own plug Can't complain in a game, that you are own plug Who is this nigga, he must of came from above When he imbraces da hate and continues to show love Sho nuff, you only worry about me doing me On the outside of window of oppurunity Me and da boss of bosses practice unity No favor for a favor Just dipomatic immunity I remember my long days in court When my people didn't bring thier fair share of support My colonge is the heavist dope fumes Would stay at the bottom with you But theres no room Your art wasn't for art rooms Your character defects just make you a cartoon From the womb, to the tomb, June back to June The same 12 seperates midnight and noon I went to sleep, slept on, woke up, im da man I was plottin da plan, like da pots and pans Brought my momma a crib Took my block to Japan Gave my homies some bands Told em hope they advance I went to sleep, slept on, woke up, im da man I was plottin da plan, like da pots and da pans Went and brought me a Wraith Brought my baby da Lamb Now we own an Estate No more 80 a gram I smell loud, but all i hear is the whispering I catered to the hood, i know that the streets listenin When we met i showed you that i was different then Game interesting, i was pushin pawns for position then Let me finish the story, you could inspect it later I been the bomb, i just needed the detinater You can tell that new money from far When the style he have, does not match his car Back then, when i didn't the devotion, resourses or the promotion Was striving off of emotions Im starting to think that you and ya mind are useless All that time to think, you keep coming up with excuses And like a nose, im feeling like your picking at me Pulling out buggers, to roll em and flick em at me And im guity of helping you pick a verict If you can pick a style by now that i haven't murdered I went to sleep, slept on, woke up, im da man I was plotting da plan, like da pots and pans Brought my momma a crib Took my block to Japan, gave my homies some bands Told em hope they advance I went to sleep, slept on woke up, im da man I was plotting da plan, like da pots and pans Went and brought me a Wraith, brought my baby a Lamb Now we own an Estate No more 80 a gram