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When the money turn real, cut ties with the fake Fake ones gonna leave (They gonna leave) Real ones gonna stay, I just be having a ball Like I play for the Rockets I just be having a ball like I play for the Rockets Aku besar di tempat, tempat yang beda dari Ayahku Dan aku selalu bertanya, "Apakah ini pengaruh terhadap perilaku aku?" Tapi satu aku ngga pernah menyesal Semua rintangan pasti ada jalan So shoutout to my Mama she done raised me real propะตr Turned me to a man I ain't think that shit was possible Ya sะตkarang lihat kita udah di mana, I owe it all to you Mama Bersyukur Mama masih di sini, so she can join the ride with me to the Top Everyday I dream of taking them back Back to the city, the city that raised me 2 different parts of the world in my DNA Too many moments of DOA I gotta learn adapt real quick I been really doing it all of my life, real shit You done came back to your motherland you ain't know shit So how does it feel now? Back in your hometown you don't relate I made something out of nothing and you cannot hate If I stay true to myself then I know the money won't change me, money won't change me When the money turn real, cut ties with the fake Fake ones gonna leave (They gonna leave) Real ones gonna stay, I just be having a ball Like I play for the Rockets I just be having a ball like I play for the Rockets I don't go outside no more I think they're watching me Everyday I pray today is not the day they make me leave Oh God I think I'm on one There I go again my Ego "autopilot" Gotta cancel out some people or imma go violent Cause I done had it up to here with all the bullshit And I done found my way up to the top of the food chain (Then what?) It's a lot of enemies when you chilling at the Top Might sound all fun and games, but we all waiting for the drop None of this gonna be forever you just gotta make it last Wha- what am I supposed to do if I done made it to the Top and then I crash back down All these people in my back, don't wanna bring their ass back down Light one then I go Light two cause I'm cold Light three for my woes in the Southside for the ones that be back on the road It's four in the morning nobody be sober I double my cup, dirty mixed with the soda When the money turn real, cut ties with the fake Fake ones gonna leave (They gonna leave) Real ones gonna stay, I just be having a ball Like I play for the Rockets I just be having a ball like I play for the Rockets I don't go outside no more I think they're watching me Everyday I pray today is not the day they make me leave Oh God I think I'm on one There I go again, my Ego "autopilot" Gotta cancel out some people or I'mma go violent