Psh, I can't believe
Psh, I won't shed no tears unless I hit the Forbes list
Yeah, long live Lil Steve, man, yeah, long live my nigga for real
You feel me?
Free my niggas, man, free Lil Quez, free Lil Coupe, yeah, ASAP (Go get 'em, Sai, go get 'em)
I'ma choose this money over you (This money over you), that's all day (That's all day)
Don't worry 'bout me, mama, 'bout me they killin' shit in broad day (They killin' shit in broad day)
Middle school, freakin' Black & Milds, we was stinkin' up the hallway (Was stinkin' up the hallway)
Back then, we couldn't afford shit (We couldn't afford it)
This bitch I'm with don't speak no English, this some foreign shit (This some foreign shit)
I don't want no borin' sex, baby, I'm gon' record this (Baby, I'm gon' record this)
Gangster, I won't shed no tears unless I hit the Forbes list (Unless I hit the Forbes list)
I been makin' paper all week, l ain't goin' to sleep (Paper all week)
Ain't no love, boy, this shit ain't for the weak (Boy, this shit ain't for the weak)
Choppers on my seat, you ain't stuck inside the hood, you can be anything you wanna be (Anything you wanna be)
Who woulda thought this rap shit be for me? I just can't believe (Oh, I just can't believe)
I just can't believe (Nigga), niggas smilin' in my face, really got hate for me (Really got hate for me)
I ain't worried, killers at my shows, really gon' wait for me (Really gon' wait for me)
I ain't got respect for none of these hoes, can't go on dates with me (Can't go on dates with me)
No, no, no, no (No, no)
Lord knows I wanna show my ass, but I'm gon' take it slow (Gon' take it slow)
Sittin' here plottin' on these millions, got a long way to go (Got a long way to go)
I put in work, then it's gon' come, gotta be patient, though (Gotta be patient, though)
Whatever my son wants he gets, it feels amazing, bro (It feels amazing, bro)
My mama straight, I don't think I ever really told her no (Ever really told her no)
A nigga play and I won't hesitate to blow my pole (Hesitate to blow my pole)
Lawyer paid already, I'm tellin' you how things gon' go (Tellin' you how things gon' go)
That's on my Z, I'm tryna tell you, they leave brains on the floor (They leave brains on the floor, brains on the floor, they leave brains on the floor, brains)
I'ma choose this money over you, that's all day (That's all day)
Don't worry 'bout me, mama, 'bout me they killin' shit in broad day (They killin' shit in broad day)
Middle school, freakin' Black & Milds, we was stinkin' up the hallway (Stinkin' up the hallway)
Back then, we couldn't afford shit (Couldn't afford it)
This bitch I'm with don't speak no English, this some foreign shit (This some foreign shit)
I don't want no borin' sex, baby, I'm gon' record this (Baby, I'm gon' record this)
Gangster, I won't shed no tears unless I hit the Forbes list (Unless I hit the Forbes list)
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