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Yo +234 I know these p---y n----s hate on me cus Mans just mans just out here being diligent and that But yo I know they hate cus I'm famous I know they hate cus I'm Yeah yeah Look I know they hate that im famous I know they hate cus im blessed Starboy I make daily paper Go home take smoke to the chest You ain't ever been shot with a vest Kinda feels like the stardog toke to the chest What a bad b looking at me for Might whip out the +234 I know they hate that im famous I know they hate cus im blessed Starboy I make daily paper Go home take smoke to the chest You ain't ever been shot with a vest Kinda feels like the stardog toke to the chest What a bad b looking at me for Might whip out the +234 Might whip out the number About time that I levelled up levelled up I took off the bumper And I told them that I levelled up levelled up And they said what the bumba yo And I just had to let that go No sleep no slumber Bad b and im taking her under yo There's a lot to be told but the truth like gold Counterfeits like the souls I sold I went back to the ville a pro From inside like a n---a dipped in gold Through the peace sign then a n---a duck and roll Twist and roll Grind and roll My girl don't even gotta roll no more Told the show I ain't even gonna show no more My bro said he got the keys to basement (Have you got that) Yo bun that, keys to the greatness (Yo bun that) Yo run that, run me the payment Transport cali like Jason Statham My man don't smoke But he do toke opps on the block on a daily basis And I swear it's no joke Go splash up your folks if I do get time I'd face it And if man gets broke i- Yo and if man gets broke Amma have to put your ting on a pencil ting And just erase it And go yard just to touch up your lady And go yard when them n----s try pay me Ive been fucking up lately I took a bad b put her in Mercedes I took a sane bitch made her go crazy had her like I know they hate that im famous I know they hate cus im blessed Starboy I make daily paper Go home take smoke to the chest You ain't ever been shot with a vest Kinda feels like the stardog toke to the chest What a bad b looking at me for Might whip out the +234 I know they hate that im famous I know they hate cus im blessed Starboy I make daily paper Go home take smoke to the chest You ain't ever been shot with a vest Kinda feels like the stardog toke to the chest What a bad b looking at me for Might whip out the +234