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: im sitting on a million now/ Thinking about them benjamins now/ i remember i was broke didnt have no fucking style/ sleeping on my momas couch/ dad wasnt even there i was tryna figure it out/ i was hanging in the streets getting in trouble smoking weed with the grown niggas but i am grown nigga/ yeah i am my own figure/money in my fucking pocket bitches always tryna jock it, feds Always tryna stop it/ dea knocking at the door i aint there though im on the road chasing these pasos/ ya bitch on my dick i just brush her off and let go smoking on that fuego, you smoking on that dead bro, i pull up on a opp bitch and bros pop the shell though momma told me go out and

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