[Intro]
Uh
Yo
Yo
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Yo

[Verse]
I had the block looking like Mardi Gras
Champagne and caviar
Trap house, I'm servin' dope fiends, rockin' Saint Laurent
On a level that you not
Watch my stock rise
You know my shit took off strictly from mob ties, why lie?
Uh, I could do magic with a kitchen like voila
Just cooked a new batch for Auntie Rhonda
Uh, what foreign I wanna cop? Can't make my mind up
Uh, some chose to be fucked up, I chose the finer
I still remember vividly baggin' them dimes up
Uh, I switched methods, but I'm still gettin' money until my time up
I just put a line out for Tonya
I told her to sniff it and I might let her suck my dick with a condom
We thеm n***as, I gotta remind 'em
They talkin' in thеy raps, we the only real G's who slidin'
I could break it down into a science
Get you knocked off for a cheap price, but I still don't promote the violence
[Outro]
Shop Anti Gun Violence, man
You already know
Shop Anti Gun Violence, man
That's what we gon' call this
No free promo, free promo
It's my shit, it's my tape, it's my album
I do what the fuck I want
You know?
Shit gon' be a classic
I'm still gon' give you some quality shit, some, you know, top shelf shit for a very good price
That's what I've always done, you know?
From the streets to the corporate world
We still getting money, man, like, shit, you know
Shit ain't nothing new
Real life