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Haters always asking for a favor. My last time telling you, get up your ass And make some paper. Little nigga, fifty in the Hairbrush, let her give me head just to prove Her allegiance. She only want a chance. Haters is fake haters always asking for a favor. My last time telling you, get up your ass And make some paper. Little nigga, fifty in the Hairbrush, let her give me head just to prove Her allegiance. She only want a chance. Fell back from a lot of shit. Get a couple bands and think you hit the Lottery. Why the fuck they bother me and take Me out my element? I stay cool like a Peppermint. I'm pissed off with these temperaments. Stomping like a fisherman. I find the bread and Reel it in. Benjamins for dividends, tying up my Loose ends. My mistakes taught me things. Get rid of the dead weight. Can't let none of that bullshit interfere with Getting paid. Self-made, another day, another frame. Money is the only language I like to translate. Early bird get the porch, you niggas waking up Too late. By the time you hit the block, Got 'em ready, scrape up the whole plate. People hate the shine, it ain't me, that's the Grind. When it's dinner time, we eating good with The appetizer. Roundtable meetings, talk politics While we feasting. Finally in the building 'cause The blinds that they don't see us. Haters is fake haters always asking for a favor. My last time telling you, get up your ass And make some paper. Little nigga, fifty in the Hairbrush, let her give me head just to prove Her allegiance. She only want a chance. Haters is fake haters always asking for a favor. My last time telling you, get up your ass And make some paper. Little nigga, fifty in the Hairbrush, let her give me head just to prove Her allegiance. She only want a chance. Lately I been on some chill shit. Fucking with my buzz and you gon' make a Nigga kill shit. Drop thirty-seven, get money, Ain't stressing hustle. I'm a studio fiend. If they don't like a nigga, fuck 'em. Dog walk your wife, I got that bitch all On her knuckles. Big.40 on me, you don't Want that bitch to touch you. Fan bound, bitches Snitching, he just like them one dudes. Snapchatting, you ain't missing, all I made was one Move. Take a nigga bitch, drop a game whenever I come through. I won't pass my weed 'less You my brother or I want to. Got a wife, queen, it's okay if you think I want you. Ghetto life, nigga, seven-four, you know My go-to. Bust 'em over blood, I got five That a nigga know too. You ain't never seen The thugs like us other dudes. When we roll through, all black, gotta match, Nigga. Love zone, you don't really wanna see us Pass, nigga. Haters always asking for a favor. My last time telling you, get up your ass And make some paper. Little nigga, fifty in the Hairbrush, let her give me head just to prove Her allegiance. She only want a chance. Haters is fake haters always asking for a favor. My last time telling you, get up your ass And make some paper. Little nigga, fifty in the Hairbrush, let her give me head just to prove Her allegiance. She only want a chance. Dry River Drive, where I was raised at. Made to survive, life threw me in that cage, Man. G on the beat, this that red getting His chains jammed. You gave me picture, now I'm Framing. Self-made be the name and I claim that. Fuck the fame, rap game's where I put my Pain at. Ego trip, pistol stars is where I Aim it. The comments should be keeping it. We that different. Fake bitch that got me switching it like the Drink mixed up in my cup. Gone, I love coke. Can't stop 'til a mil' Touch. Even if they ain't feeling it, made that Deal, I can't deal with you. Yeah, my flow Hotter than temperature. Lately I been going hard with a purpose. Finally scratched the surface. They hate behind my back, showing love while I'm In person. Sneaky ass serpents. Hashtag it's cash, purpose. Haters is fake haters always asking for a favor. My last time telling you, get up your ass And make some paper. Little nigga, fifty in the Hairbrush, let her give me head just to prove Her allegiance. She only want a chance. Haters is fake haters always asking for a favor. My last time telling you, get up your ass And make some paper. Little nigga, fifty in the Hairbrush, let her give me head just to prove Her allegiance. She only want a chance.
Self Made — Guaranteed Grind
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