Bel-Air Mansion II
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Woke up feeling like Woke up feeling like Woke up feeling like Woke up feeling like Dreams of a penthouse a pool and a doorman So I won't stop til I'm in every house like a Foreman At an early age I could tell that I wasn't normal Attracted to them girls in prom dresses at a formal Older women I mean to me I seem cornered By the pressures of being who I is and standing on a corner At least I'm hood enough to never snitch before your honor At least I'm good enough to be introduced to her mama This that early 80s blended with that 1990 soul This that blood diamond traded for Ethiopian gold Jordan sneaker money make a nigga feel special flow This that hot hand in a dice game count it on the flo This that young William Smith house be on a hill They wanna slaughter a fresh prince they been training to kill bill Switch gears Kevin Arnold just wonder thru these years Tellin' myself that one day I'd be out of them fields With a bank account full of mills my stomach full of meals Only countin' big bills championships Meek Mill With white girls that seek thrills and black queens that keep real With niggas that keep trill jammed up but wont squeal Had a talk with them lawyers them docs they keep sealed Got some kisses from a rose on the gray like we Seal Put my name on dotted lines I sign for each deal I'm that new mafucka it is just what it is This that Bel-Air fresh air jet air Somebody give em something This that welfare hell yeah It is just what it is It is just what it is This that Bel-Air fresh air jet air Somebody give em something This that welfare hell yeah It is just what it is It is just what it is Fresh off the boat but I want the Motherland back Somebody hide the dope this the coke in Saran wrap Partied like its 1999 where the band at I'm stuck in '03 when Tip had the rubber band raps If I could do it over man I'd only want my fam back Was halfway in them trenches but I only got my hand slapped Went an bought a gun I know my mama couldn't stand that Before I'd let a nigga play me taught myself to blam that Curren$y and Wayne steady askin' where the cash at Now everybody everywhere asking where the cams at Wanna do the Instagram wanna do the Twitters I just wanted 6x9 speakers and some tweeters Mary Jane in the back seat smokin' like we mean it Turn a instrumental on and start freestyling while we drinkin' Drunk dialing old work just to tell her you been thinking How y'all should've worked it out and now you know that she a keeper This that Bel-Air fresh air jet air Somebody give em something This that welfare hell yeah It is just what it is It is just what it is This that Bel-Air fresh air jet air Somebody give em something This that welfare hell yeah It is just what it is It is just what it is
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