(Intro)
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Please hold while I locate your information. Your checking account available balance is $92,153,183.28. This reflects the most current information available on your account
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This on everything I love
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I done came too far to look back
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Lord protect my soul, you heard me?
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Check
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(Verse)
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Mighty Muhammad, son of Osama
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Son of a bitch, one time for my momma
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Tats on my back, tats on my face
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Bitch I'm a don, can you relate?
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It's never too late, my niggas, we're late
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Never would say, my niggas is saints
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Know I'm a sinner, God give me my sentence
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Labelled a hustler, look at my Benz
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One time for Black, nigga, one time for Nut, nigga
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One time for Gucci, nigga, one time for Cano, nigga
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One time for Bizzle, nigga, these my realest niggas
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One time for Trav, and all them dope dealers
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(Hook)
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Murder, a mothafuckin' murder
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No you didn't see it but
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I know you bitches heard it
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Blood on the corner, damn I miss my dawg
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I'm just thinkin' 'bout his daughter,
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In another life he ballin'
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(Verse)
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Is this a drug dealers dream?
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Cause all I ever see is niggas dyin' from disease
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Mansion on the water, home in the hills
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Let the Fed tell it, it really isn't his
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Photograph our endeavors, plottin' potential set-ups
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See me as a promotion, tax charges, etcetera
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Confiscated the whips, concentratin' on flips
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Contemplatin' the trip, congregatin' for bricks
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Lord knows I'm a sinner, it was cold in the winter
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Eatin' out of the trash, shit would make you a killer
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Lord forgive these bitches, gettin' their money strippin'
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Chasin' this fast money, next time we'll do it different
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Shoutout to KOD, shoutout to Onyx
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Shoutout to MMG, cause we the hottest
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(Hook)
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Murder, a mothafuckin' murder
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No you didn't see it but
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I know you bitches heard it
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Blood on the corner, damn I miss my dawg
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I'm just thinkin' 'bout his daughter,
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In another life he ballin'
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(Verse)
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Aggravated with hoes, distracted all of my foes
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Niggas want to be friends, we just takin' control
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Nigga vision the clearest, I get shooters on clearance
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Barely fit in a Lambo but did it for the appearance
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I seen a rich nigga go to jail
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He put Wi Fi in his cell
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Middle of the night, my nigga wanna Skype
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I just count money for him, next it just get him hype
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They say it's hard to smile with a double life
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In the middle of the night with a bloody knife
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Lord give him a chance, every man should be free
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He wanted him a degree but got him a ki
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Open that door, just hopin' for more
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They gave him a bond, I gave him a Porsche
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I gave him a name, I gave him a shot
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I gave him the game, I gave him a block
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Smokin' on that gas, I be thinkin' too fast
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Drug dealer's dream, now let's count this cash
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Dope boy tatted on my neck
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A real dope boy, I never write a check
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(Hook)
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Murder, a mothafuckin' murder
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No you didn't see it but
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I know you bitches heard it
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Blood on the corner, damn I miss my dawg
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I'm just thinkin' 'bout his daughter,
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In another life he ballin'
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Drug Dealers Dream
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Rick Ross |