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Four one I went from broke nights to first class flights
Rollie froze told the stewardess to hold the ice
Had to be a man for my mother I turn to the streets
And it turn me to a hustler never been a sucker
Fuck em if I feel played never laid down now
A nigga crib laid riding in a escalade to scoop up
Money bag vs diamonds in the light that's my
Getting money dance dude be shooting out of town
He want a hundred grams he got jammed now he
Right back out not a fucking chance dodging niggas
Like Detroit potholes wanted a rollie with the boogers
Since a snot nose you watch hoes I watched kingpins
And cop o's now I'm thinking bigger been accomplished
All my block goals yep whipping cane on a hot stove
Use to want a presi and dweller fuck it I got both
Still be looking over my shoulders because of old beef
Niggas mad pressing the bitch just let her pay me
Move wrong trigger finger itching hollows take the lead
Do the dash gone in twenty seconds ain't no high speed
Got to get this cake manifest then proceed with day
Work just called she got six k just from one date
Niggas faulty so I keep a blower sliding through la
Fake titties fake ass but making real guapalay
Thought I just rap didn't know a nigga really pimping
Might slide never slip don't believe me check my pivot
Saint ain't this saint ain't that you niggas sound ignorant
Fades to shootouts a nigga made it out them project buildings
Swerve around these weird ass niggas like la potholes
Wide body hemi set her down on that Figueroa
Man I love this bitch she a real cross country goer
White bitch fagged off it's all good it was nice to know her
Black work stayed down got me amiri and a fat rollie
Baby blessed me wit a few thou that's some real hoeing
Rolling up some bake in a raw she gone spark it for me
Money machine I love that sound wen it's thumbing hundreds