Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
These niggas they envy me
I made it out of the rain
I swear we are not the same
Half a million in my bank
'Member I ain't have a thing
No one was there when I need them the most
I got this shit on my own
Run up to me you get smoked
I don't even shoot, mine finna blow
I made it out of the rain
I swear we are not the same
Half a million in my bank
'Member I ain't have a thing
No one was there when I need them the most
I got this shit on my own
Run up to me you get smoked
I don't even shoot, mine finna blow
My diamonds they droppin' the temperature
Bitch I am one of the finest, I cannot deny it
I got these hoes stuffed up like sinus
Yes I got the heart of a lion, fuck with me, you dyin'
My lifestyle I'm still gettin' used to
I got this shit too soon, I remember eat your ramen noodles
I remember I was rockin' Fubu but niggas want to steal your shit
'Cause fo'nem will pull up and shoot
You think you better than who? I am ahead of the crew
I thought you knew
I am a beast, I'm a lion, you think I'm fresh up out the zoo
Spent about you
Hundred thousand on my wrist and my diamonds wetter than a pool
Niggas be fool
Well let that boy play with my money then this chopper blow him like a flute, rrah rrah
I made it out of the rain
I swear we are not the same
Half a million in my bank
'Member I ain't have a thing
No one was there when I need them the most
I got this shit on my own
Run up to me you get smoked
I don't even shoot, mine finna blow
I talk to God every day that I see, yeah
And ask him to watch over me, yeah
But always keep my gun with me, yeah
Because these niggas they envy me
I made it out of the rain
I swear we are not the same
Half a million in my bank
'Member I ain't have a thing
No one was there when I need them the most
I got this shit on my own
Run up to me you get smoked
I don't even shoot, mine finna blow
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