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We gon empty the place, like the Taliban
Your bitch at college, she getting dicked by the D1s
Just ran out exotic, I need to hit the Bumfeet plug
If it
pay up that ticket
Shooters on point like a pencil
They gonna finish the drill til
They hear a whistle
Big ole body Benz
Slide on your block in a mf
start topping
Never did listen
Seeing it different
Handling business
Gives me pleasure
Watching this market
Hitting my targets
Thinking like Rozay
Rich
we cashout
We fine with the drip
These bitches love me, I say fuck them
They just love, My big dick
They love money and nice cribs
For the gang I trip
legs
All receipts by Fedex
Strollin' my ass on the jet
Hey, look
All this strippers on me
When I stroke, got it clean
All this stones 'bout to freeze
I'm tired of silence, i'm tired of sirens 
Takin my brothers by order of tyrants
Prison or dying, yeah these are my options 
So we unifying before
game a monopoly
And my butler stand by the side of me
It would be a beautiful reunion i knew i was meant to be rich
Calling my phone,  a nigga be so out
Whole lotta c cds in the closet
In my crib I be family delighted
More like Samson and Delilah
Tell the lion to behave
I don’t wanna be the bait
I got many
hit you back
But you’re boyfriend is bitch
I ain’t got no time for that
I got big goals on my list
When I make it, it’s a wrap
'Cuz I’m the one who got
thinking of a way
To get rich overnight deep down I
Know it won’t happen I’m just a kid with
Big dreams my efforts seem pointless
I know I have a bright
I’m firing on all cylinders, they can’t match my range
Fuck talking bout big money, I’m talking bout change
Polar opposite of what I see on Western
Why can't something simple be easy to fix
Why can't I put on a dress I own like six
Came to this big world born to be myself
If you all disagree
from the rich and give to the poor
Makin it big as I start from the floor
Know I'm a king like Sacramento
So hand me the rock you know I'll score
Score
beating up invisible bullies, that's big facts
I drift back and think on the timing when it was scarce
On section eight nobody can save you, nobody cares
I
I can't get enough 

I just made like 3 4 5 hundred big ones on the spot
They know me 
when we pull up all y'all clowns gonna get got
Hang with me
making a sound
My niggas looking for me tryna find my where abouts
Til she start screaming loud
Like she black and proud
All we smoke is gas please don't
Dawn
I'm just waiting on my sun
With a hungry mind I might just take all of yours and mine
Don't even think this just a song

Big frozen links foreign
This one right here dedicated
To those that been by my side through all the bullshit
Thank you
Don't know if I could pay you back for all that you've
way too much
Silicon bong comes in clutch
On the road at the beach
Where the sun meets the sea
Waves crash over me

Mineral rich
The oceans a lot like
worried bout nobody but my tribe and that's true shiiiii
Big counts, biz boomin up its lit now
Getting rich now
Couple thousand ain't a lick now
Ima make
thot bitch bye, I don't wanna' be found
Pussy how you sound?
Hit em' in his shit, wait now he got a frown
Bitch where ya' nose at, cause you look like
the fame
And you can try to flex your bi**h still know my name
And you can try to flex your bi**h still know my name man
I’m just a rich young ni**a out
protection baby no weapon
Betta think b4 u come stepping
Karma gone show u a real lesson
Bout fucking wit da Fox when u know I'm hot
Big stepper when I walk it
Turn me up son

Hey
I mean this thing is so offensive
Senate president sitting on a fence still
Talking casually, it's such a pity
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