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Life weh we dey, no be joke ting
Shit gets real deep, like the ocean
Friends rival, for the dollar bill
Better know yourself, who you dealing with
This

the 4 for the 5 & the 6/ yeah

from my city i’m as nice as it gets/ yeah

they ain’t never seen a nigga like me/ huh

legend from the city ain’t no might

beef for real
Fake as four dollar bills
Hit the gas, we out of here
On our way to Fox Hills, spendin' like we got a mil'
Smokin so much kush it got

I'm looking for revenge
Should of listen when I told you i would travel the world just to get ya
I heard your living lavish, wow
You even got a child

cash rule everything around me
Cream, get the money, dollar, dollar, bill y'all okay
Product of the city where they found me
Please, for some money, I'll

looking for will come in the form of a sign
Written across the sky so I check it sometimes
Maybe that jail time was time to open my eyes
Maybe that bad buy

got them sways (sway sway)
How he go asking for lends, when you see him in a benz
How you go find the foe, never talk to you again
When you come back in

side bitch shaking make your hoe looking average

She wants the whole thing, whole thing god dxmn it
Hunnid bills on the floor raining got her going

In fear of going back to where I started from
Survival of the fittest In my city how it always been
Resentment for my hood cuz that shit really took my

Give you dap and then we slide
Through your hood three dozen times
So what's good? I'm looking for a pedicure
Pink pussy that pop
Preferably the kind

to go and live through the violence
Toe to toe with the giants
I go hard Kobe Bryant

I need to pay the rent, the heat, and cover for my bills 
Could you,

I saw you last night
I saw you last night
I saw you last night
I saw you last night
We don't play
We don't play
By the rules
By the rules
No no no we

looking back
Got no self-control, don't know how to act
Gotta keep the windows closed, looking for a bag
It gets cold in this city when you're moving fast

verse
Converse with the worst til one
Of our gun burst callin Archurelli
Tell him niggas in one hearse
'Cus Compton ain't like the city of commerce
No

Pick me Number one above

On Instagram looking for love
Feel free or Smothered
Guilt free covered in lipstick kiss Marks
Tattoos will Puncture my

my city but
You gotta go the ways
And I ain't talking abs ain't taking
Naps being up for days
Rhyming and blowing this haze with
A glow in the shades

a brining harsh enough to burn the skin
All the bile in the body melts away in plastic bins
And now the blood on top my finger leave a life that's looking

doubling my bills
Stacking their thousand I'm stacking my mill
Spending Harrods I'm in for the kill
BCM I've got beef in my meal

Running AP's in different

for a turn then some niggas turned on me
Playin' with my money so I went big worm on nem Let's Go
I need it all
Even wrinkled dollar bills
Even wrinkled

the money underneath the bars?
Who rides the wrecking ball into our guitars?
Don't tell us you need us
'cause we're the ship of fools
Looking for America,

looking like kill bill
Up in the booth I ain't pooping no pain pills
I know that I heard that hold on bro stay still
Do it for me I don't care how they feel

me what it do, I do it for the A
When the top drop, rock the platinum Cartier
Got that Microsoft so they call me Bill Gates
Ice links 'round my neck

looking Quasimodo
Promise I ain't bending over backwards for ya no more
As of lately I been only moving on my dolo
Pressure on my shoulders got me looking

when I realize I'm by myself

But I be high when I'm shopping for expensive clothes
I be high when I get what I couldn't before
I be high in the club