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bad times
- Hey big brother, it's me, Leah
- Remember at the old house, I said you was gonna be a big star one day?
- I'm so proud of you
- Mm mm mm, Polo G
- Live in the flesh
- Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit
- Talkin' to my lil' sister, phone calls through Securus
- Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearin'
- Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering
- Everybody go through something, it's all about persevering
- They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric
- Fuck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance
- Yeah, I know that they hate, I'm the man, ain't tryna hear it
- Phone on D N D, I'm out in Cali whippin' through the mountains
- Just cruisin', feelin' my song, windows down, speakers pounding, yeah
- My engine roaring and that Gucci tiger growling
- Expensive taste, my clothes foreign, I be dripping like a fountain
- Need new shoes, I started hustling 'cause I didn't get no allowance
- Speeding down the wrong path, found my lane, then I rerouted
- Hottest in my city, I heard every record label scouting
- I got rich and left the hood, still don't leave the crib without it
- Swear it ain't no better feeling than thumbing through these thousands
- So much money, can't keep track, I think I might need a accountant
- I been runnin' up that check, them blue hunnids just keep piling
- Came a long way from depression, all these riches keep me smiling
- Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit
- Talkin' to my lil' sister, phone calls through Securus
- Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearin'
- Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering
- Everybody go through something, it's all about persevering
- They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric
- Fuck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance
- Yeah, I know that they hate, I'm the man, ain't tryna hear it
- Couldn't leave my brother in them trenches, told him come and stay with me
- We gon' live like kings for all them nights ain't have no place to sleep
- Niggas watched us starving, never offered us a place to eat
- Took off, now they mad, but I know that they won't wait for me
- Last year I took a trip to every place that I couldn't wait to see
- Granny, I'm locked up again, sat in that station faithfully
- Now I'm the golden child, I used to think my mama hated me
- Ain't budging 'bout no problems, what a nigga gon' come take from me?
- I heard you a robber, on that concrete, you gon' lay deceased
- This .40 waving like a blowdryer, gon' hit his face with heat
- With this shit for life, forever gang until I'm eighty three
- Real niggas dyin', it seem like heaven is the place to be
- Know my grandma still with me, when it get cold, I feel your spirit
- Talkin' to my lil' sister, phone calls through Securus
- Walk in court in them shackles, see my mama, her eyes tearin'
- Tryna work towards these blessings but the devil keep interfering
- Everybody go through something, it's all about persevering
- They was counting me out, I put passion in every lyric
- Fuck a sack up at Neimans, spend some racks on my appearance
- Yeah, I know that they hate, I'm the man, ain't tryna hear it
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