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See i'm different, everybody trynna grab the steel

Then hit the corner, and let shots fly like they Bradley Beal

out here on my grind, trynna shine so i can grab a Mil

and spit a couple bars and hope that one day i can grab a deal

trynna get a penny like the one that worked with shaq oneal

sippin on that henny while my family finna crash the field

they look me in my face and ask me Que boy, is yo ass for real?

i take em out to eat, and when we done i tell em pass the bill.

aint it funny, they awake but sleepin on me

any anytime im in the streets i see they creepin on me

they say they like my moves, and they wanna have a meeting homie

niggas already lined up, and my phone already beepin homie.