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I got a bag for real
N***as see me goin' up, see my swag and they wanna steal
And no, I don't ever beef, n***as bringin' up my name for the thrill
If you wanna come at me, I'm not goin' down, no, you better kill me
Who finna take that shot? Huh
Holdin' the gun, I know you not, nah
Bought three guns just for my squad, yeah
Can't hang with the gang, can't hang with us, oh, nah
My brodie never can [?]
[?]
[?] finer than yours, and that shit a fact
[?] I don't even [?]
We was on trends before they was trends, yeah, we was wearin' all black
Before that shit was on, before these n***as was hopped on the wave, before they was some peons
I done fucked this bitch, one song in the background, it's the ambiance
Everyone appreciatin' all of my art now, it's like a Renaissance, oh, yeah
I really had me a dream, and I made this shit reality, and that shit is pristine
Get this shit by any means, [?] and I know that he pleads
[?] I move like a prince, lil' bitch, know I'm finna decree
You not touchin' me, on God