Feat. Dizzy Wright
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(Verse)
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Fine me in the Bay, find me in the Bay
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Made 20 K, spend all a day
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No time for a hater, go that way
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I'm the biggest thing since Mac Dre
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Same afro, same mojo
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All that dough you don't throw, Tony Romo
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Everything shine, everything grind, fool
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You can tell I smile, bada-bing slime, fool
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Put my city, put my city, put my city on
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You wanna hear about my closet, I need 50 songs
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Tryna gut a hustler, hard work, art work
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Tell these niggas freeze like fosters, they impostors
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Fake rappers, they need Oscars, check the raster
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White collar money from concerts, money bonkers
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Started from the bottom but ended up in the tonsils
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We ain't playing with you, squares, this ain't a consult
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(Hook)
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No, I don't got a plan B
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I'm full time, understand me
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I'm on the grind, understand me
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Count the money, split it up with my family
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I mess up, I AIN'T GOT A PLAN B
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I'm full time, understand me
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I'm on the grind, understand me
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Count the money, split it up with my family
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I mess up
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(Verse)
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Losing ain't an option
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When you see me I'm thinking green
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Probably with the team
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Probably with your main
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Yeah, I made money and I'm balling
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Every day styling
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I do magic city, I don't do the little darlings
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Daddy to these rappers, they my offspring
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All I do is gas 91 octane
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Riding in the fast lane, catch me if you can
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See 100 grand, do the running man
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Straight to it, direct, all I do is fines
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Crest dress to the death of me
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Cook it up, got the recipe
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Yes, I'll beat, adding extra cream
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Kill the beat, may it rest in peace
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Every day I ball but they ain't seeing me, catching me
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I believe that I'm fly, I believe that I'm high
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It's mostly divas till I got parenthesis for my eyes
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Understand that I'm trill, never needed to lie
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HBK be the gang, I'mma hold it down till I die
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(Hook)
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(Verse)
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21 MB, I'm making a statement
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I'm losing patience and I'm ready to make replacements
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Been tryna fill that position for ages
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On this rampage since Nelly wore a band aid
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I'm out here, nigga, this out here
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We full throttle, full time, call me to wrap American Idol
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Let me be like Michael before the 45 in the finals
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Let me get on top of shit, I heard they want confidence
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Lord knows I'm about to blow and it's not because of my wardrobe
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But I'm fly as hell so I might as well
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Can't you tell I'm ready for action without the talking
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Sold out shows, toured the world till I'm exhausted
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Watch that, don't stay smoking, drinking, the knowledge bag
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You want some hits, well that ain't shit, we got a lot of that
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He from the desert with the effort and the flavor
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If I tell my plan B is to do plan A better
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(Hook)
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Plan B
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| Iamsu! |
