Verse
Dave East]
Uh
C#m
Started with nothing, now I'm up in Neiman's with 20 bands
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I did the and we dried the coke with the ceiling fan
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I got the drop on my target, my niggas was marching on Million Man
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I'm up in Harlem with all of my diamonds on feeling like Killa Cam
G#m
Tell every nigga hating on me they could suck a dick
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They know I could fuck they bitch
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I probably hit me a hundred licks
We was really in that Crown Vic
All I need me is a down bitch
G#m
To take the product out of town quick
Can't be nervous, you around this
C#m G#m
Louis got me wearing brown kicks
Looking like I stepped in dog shit
G#m F#
Bringing all my niggas on the road with me, I ain't chilling 'til we all rich
G#m
Nowadays, ain't gotta call chicks
Porsche drop with the fog tints
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Jumping out of it like a frog do, kiss the plug wife when I walked in
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I ain't got time for the talking
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Killed them early, that's abortion
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Everyday a nigga fresh, looking like I stepped right up by the coffin
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Told my driver back the Porsche in
You want a feature, can't afford it
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I bet I fuck her 'til the morning
This foreign like 100 horses
C#m
C#G5 in the Backwood, got the car smelling like horse shit
All of my bitches is gorgeous
VVS is sitting flawless
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I popped two percs and I'm nauseous
I got your bitch sitting court side
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Fifty thousand to my lawyers the reason I'm sitting in court high
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Karma
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What goes around comes around, I hope you got some armor
G#m F#
Got yo' bitch in Banihana, she tryna change me like Obama
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Eyes on the Fendi monster, staring at you niggas staring at me
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LV Supreme the bomb
N.C.
Hot temper need to
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Most of my denim is Fear of God
Only thing I ever fear was God
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It was so hard to go get it, y'all
If they had that powder, we get it hard
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I ain't got beef with no rap nigga
Say my name we gon' go get him robbed
G#m
Diamonds cold like when the heater off
F#
You got some money, nigga, we can talk
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I don't even take a weekend off
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Everyday feel like a holiday
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I'm only fucking with the legendary niggas, so I had to get with Holiday
C#m G#m
I get the drop from a block away
You was that nigga, but not today
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I'm in for the change, you here for the fame, if you in the game, learn how to play
N.C.
All gas we don't touch breaks
I wore Gucci for two months straight
G#m
12 pounds in a Mustang
F#
Your hands never touched weight
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Your hands never touched guap
Downtown on a dust block
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Hear this blowin' if this truck stop
Two words, nigga, "fuck cops"
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Catch you lackin' by the bus stop
Awaiting on your train, homie
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Blue and whites askin' 'bout me in the streets, but they ain't got a thing on me
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Just trappin' like they ain't on us
Not a day I step out and they ain't on me
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This nut in my pocket enormous
C#m G#m
State to state with the Glock while I'm touring