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"I goddamn make folks goddamn you feel me?
 Sign up for that shit, you feel me?"
 "So who the plug?"
 "My partner, bro"
 "So what do you do? You the middleman, right?"
 "Nah, I like tell 'em to goddamn"
 "Are you the middleman?"
 "Yeah"
 "Ok"
 Hitting the west end, quicker than Tekken
 With an investment, I want that bag
 Kinda like check-in
 Finna keep texting the plug like "check in"
 I want that cash
 Hit him up desperately
 I definitely had nothing to eat
 My pride don't really mean nothing to me
 Nigga, fuck what you think
 I'ma juug everything I can
 And I might get a dog, no cap
 And I might get my dawg a strap
 And a Mike Vick pic autographed
 And a mic to get off these raps
 Think that money be changing my mood and shit
 I be thinkin' 'bout what I'ma do with it
 I be having them dreams about getting it
 I be having nightmares about losing it
 I be up in the air like I'm Superman
 She the swoop, I'm not swooping in
 No, I'm not judging, you do what you do
 And then do again what you was doing then
 Hit me back up when you through with it
 Fuck, man, this shit ain't go through again
 This shit was posed' to go through at ten
 Bro
 Oh shit, bro, we just hit
 Oh shit, bro, we just hit
 Oh shit, bro, we just hit
 Oh shit, bro, we just hit
 Oh shit, bro, we just hit
 Oh shit, bro, we just hit
 Oh shit, bro, we just hit
 Oh shit
 And it look like a few bands
 What the fuck?
 I ain't never had cash
 Now I'm up
 Having this shit on smash
 That's what's up
 Having this shit on smash
 That's what's up
 (Free)
 "You already got an account?"
 "Yeah"
 "Nah, you gotta goddamn open that shit like"
 "I already got a account"
 "Oh, for real?"
 And I can't believe this shit really real
 I was jus' fucked up off of Dill
 Now I'm walking with the sack, bro, for real
 And I used to have to scrape for a meal
 Anything a nigga ate, had to steal
 Niggas goin' from an L to an M
 Running up a check
 Running numbers up, a hundred band
 Coming in again really wanna get another hit
 Doubling the licks
 Double hits up and dub a nigga clique
 Double dutch, yeah, we jump a nigga quit jumping in it
 Jumbalaya with the kick, lions in the den (free)
 I got 'em buying into it
 I know that it look like I jus' hit a lick
 "So how much you get paid?"
 "I get, I get goddamn half of what he get, you feel me?"
 "What he be gettin'?"
 "Like six"
 "Six-hundred?"
 "Yeah, nah, six bands"
 "Six bands?"
 "Yeah"
 "How much, you made three bands before?"
 "Yeah"
 Oh shit, bro, we just hit
 Oh shit, bro, we just hit
 Oh shit, bro, we just hit
 Oh shit, bro, we just hit
 Oh shit, bro, we just hit
 Oh shit, bro, we just hit
 Oh shit, bro, we just hit
 Oh shit
 And it look like a few bands
 What the fuck?
 I ain't never had cash
 Now I'm up
 Having this shit on smash
 That's what's up
 Having this shit on smash
 That's what's up
 "What you buy?"
 "Goddamn, I just be splurging on shit, bro"
 

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Duration
02:37
Key
11
Tempo
75 BPM

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