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I cant believe we really made it, Im partly surprised. The real is on the rise, fuck them other guys. You a star in my eyes. You and all them white girls, Party of Five. I will break your fuckin collar bone. Us against the world, better pick which fuckin side you on. Spendin all the money I just worked my ass off for doing things that I wont regret. These days all the girls is down to roll. I hit the strip club and all them bitches find a pole. I just bought a Lambourghini, Im not even into racing with a windshield full of tickets cause I live right by the station. Thats why I pick and choose. I dont get shit confused. I got a small circle. Im not with different crews. We walk the same path, but got on different shoes. Live in the same building, but we got different views. I could teach you how to speak my language, Rosetta Stone. I had someone tell me I fell off, ooh I needed that. Soap opera rappers, all these niggas sound like All My Children. Big cheese, big bread, call that shit a Calzone. Drinking every night because we drink to my accomplishments. Nigga peep the shit Im wildin on. I be wit yo baby mama, you be wit yo child at home. I might be too strung out on compliments, overdosed on confidence. Started not to give a fuck and stopped fearing the consequence. |
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