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Shout to RJ. On your mark. DJ Drama! I want everything I got coming. If it's love, if it's beef, if it's money. Real success like a chef chopping onions. These niggas always crying 'bout something. I'm international, ratchet, irrational. Finally said fuck it, that's just something that I Had to do. Turning up the clique, that's just Something that I had to prove. Back against the wall, it was nothing that I Had to lose. Niggas from the pen calling me, G, do your shit. In my European super high Off a Euro thizz. Millionaire, so I got me a trigger man. All these rappers getting killed, I can't let them Kill the bag. I ain't have a dad, so I looked up to that nigga bad. At thirteen, I was covered up in blue rags. At twenty-three, all I'm going for is blue bags. The opportunity is slim, so I gotta move fast. Man, don't talk to me about no misdemeanor. What we talking 'bout? Every whip pull out John Cena. Big body Audi. How you got him showing Up with no subpoena? Marky Mark. How you got her drinking, baby, she a breather. Ready set, go. Ready set, go. Ready, I'm looking like goals. Looking like it, feeling like it, smelling like it, Looking like goals with this dough, hoe. The trenches got niggas wearing dentures. AR-15s knocking niggas out existence. Yeah, that ain't nowhere in my vision. I'm on defense and offense. G, keep killing. The more that I make, The crazier I feel. I thank God every day, I can't believe this Shit is real. Gotta get a bigger bag 'cause My niggas need appeals. I got seven hundred K from my negotiating skills. Yeah, uh, and that's for one album. I fuck 'em up any way that I come At 'em. Yeah, that goes to show I ain't No dumb rapper. All these niggas got opinions but It don't matter. I pulled up to the hood, Then I flew straight up out the country. I'm looking good, smelling good, we know who getting Money. It's the clique, clique, clique, clique, Clique, clique, clique. To keep it gangsta, deserve All this shit. Man, don't talk to me about No misdemeanor. What we talking 'bout? Every whip I pull out John Cena. Big body Audi. How you got him showing up With no subpoena? Marky Mark. How you got her drinking, baby, she a breather. Ready set, go. Ready set, go. Ready, I'm looking like goals. Looking like it, feeling like it, smelling like it, Looking like goals with this dough, hoe. Gangsta Grillz. Hotshot. Legendary.