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Woah, yeah, yeah, oh
(Oh, Vashaw, are you kiddin' me?)
We went from rags to riches, ayy
I want the baddest bitches, ayy
Some people gon' hate, they don't get it (No)
But I'ma remain 'bout my business (Woah)
Wake up every day, think 'bout Cozy I miss him
Swear I'ma put on for the city, ayy
Gotta look up to the sky every night
And thank God for the time I was given, ayy
We went from rags to riches, ayy
I want the baddest bitches, ayy
Some people gon' hate, they don't get it
But I'ma remain 'bout my business
Wake up every day, think 'bout Cozy I miss him
Swear I'ma put on for the city, ayy
Gotta look up to the sky every night
And thank God for the time I was given, ayy
I just got in my bag (Bag)
She don't wanna fuck, I pass, uh
Take four, two don't last long
Bitch, don't make me mad, uh
They just wanna throw some cash, uh
So much, got my pants though
Had to go get my bands up
Worked hard, I can't stand up
I had to run it up fast, lil' bitch
We shop out of states so my baggage thick
Old money greener than cabbage get
Baby, slow down and step back a bit, uh
I did this shit with my bros
Now what is double G cover my clothes
Ain't had my back, you got left on the road
Where was you when I was stuck in the cold?
I got the heat like a flame on the stove
Ice on my neck, then my teeth is on gold
I know some other shit nobody knows
And it's gon' die with me, I never told
Tony Montana, the pack make it float
I'm on dry land but got weight on the boat
I got some Percocet under my coat
She wanna fuck but I'd rather blow dope
We went from rags to riches, ayy
I want the baddest bitches, ayy
Some people gon' hate, they don't get it (No)
But I'ma remain 'bout my business (Woah)
Wake up every day, think 'bout Cozy I miss him
Swear I'ma put on for the city, ayy
Gotta look up to the sky every night
And thank God for the time I was given, ayy
We went from rags to riches, ayy
I want the baddest bitches, ayy
Some people gon' hate, they don't get it
But I'ma remain 'bout my business
Wake up every day, think 'bout Cozy I miss him
Swear I'ma put on for the city, ayy
Gotta look up to the sky every night
And thank God for the time I was given, ayy
We went from rags to riches, ayy
I want the baddest bitches, ayy
Some people gon' hate, they don't get it
But I'ma remain 'bout my business
Wake up every day, think 'bout Cozy I miss him
Swear I'ma put on for the city, ayy
Gotta look up to the sky every night
And thank God for the time I was given, ayy (Yeah, oh)