I'm the type to face my fears, don't know 'bout y'all
I been thinkin' 'bout my dog (Dog), wish he was here to see me ball (My dog)
Sometimes I wanna disappear from it all
Opened up my eyes and my ears, and kept my jaw shut
I ain't speakin' unless I got to (Whoo), I been doing what I got to, ain't no hater, I don't know how to (How to)
I been grindin' for them acres, workin' harder than a mule
I'm one of one and I'm the only one, don't get confused
I'm tryna win, they wanna see me lose, but that's my muse
My heart used to be huge, my shit got used, now it's no use
Can't trust nobody, these niggas turn bishop when you got juice
Uh-uh, I got the juice, but they ain't gon' take that shit from me, though
We gettin' paid in full, but they not doing us like Rico (Gettin' paid in cash)
Stomach never full, I'm tryna eat, I gotta eat more
He was tryna flex on us, but we shot down his ego (Boom)
And yeah, I took some losses, but I got right back on my feet, though (Right back)
Niggas crossed me and I still forgave 'em, that's just me, though (Fuck that)
But I ain't trippin', that shit in my blood, that's how I move
I came in the game, I fucked it up (I came in), I bent the rules (I bent the rules)
I been on the road to riches, I know I'm gon' be there soon (I been on the road, I'ma be there)
I been off these drugs, I'm on the moon
Nowadays my circle tight as ever, it ain't no room
For nobody else to fit in, I stand out, I ain't tryna fit it
K gon' hold up his end, niggas snakes, I hear 'em hissin'
I'm just waiting on the perfect moment to chop his head off (Chop his head off)
She ain't fuck, I dropped her off and sped off, and dead off (She dead)
Contact with the bitch, I'm in the push-start with the stick, boom
I'm not 50 Cent, but I'm gon' die tryna get rich, ooh
Watch out for the blitz, they won't take me (Ooh) out in this bitch, no
'Cause I be on my P's and Q's, you reach, that G-Lock go kaboom (Kaboom)
And it's a eye for eye, that's how I got, that's how we move (That's the rules)
Niggas poppin' shit, they don't want the smoke, we shake the room
Too high, got me wasting shrooms
I been thinkin' 'bout my dog, wish I was next to you
Can't let 'em know it all, I won't say what I'm next to do
And if you my dog and you got my back, you know I'm protecting you too
To be honest, niggas ain't fuck with me, to be honest (At all)
Stackin' these bucks up taller than Gianna's (Stack it up)
We put all the BS behind us
Niggas can't see us, can't be us, I promise
And this shit right here
This shit might be perfect timing (For real, for real)
I'ma just stack it up, stack it up, I need my money humongous (Stack it up, stack it up, stack it up)
I'm the type to face my fears, don't know 'bout y'all (I'ma face my fears)
I been thinkin' 'bout my dog, wish he was here to see me ball
Sometimes I wanna disappear from it all
Opened up my eyes and my ears, and kept my jaw shut (Ooh-ooh)
At all
Ooh-ooh
I remember
I remember
I remember
I remember
I remember
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