Intro
Drake]
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[Verse 1: Drake]
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I mean, where the fuck should I really even start?
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I got hoes that I'm keepin' in the dark
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I got my niggas 'cross the street livin' large
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Thinkin' back to the fact that they dead
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Thought my raps wasn't facts 'til they sat with the bars
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I got two phones, one need a charge
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Yeah, they twins, I could tell they ass apart
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I got big packs comin' on the way
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I got big stacks comin' out the safe
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I got Lil Max with me, he the wave
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It's a big gap between us in the game
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In the next life, I'm tryna stay paid
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When I die, put my money in the grave
[Chorus: Drake]
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When I die, put my money in the grave
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I really gotta put a couple niggas in they place
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Really just lapped every nigga in the race
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I really might tat "Realest Nigga" on my face
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Lil EC let it slap with the bass
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I used to save hoes with a mask and a cape
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Now I'm like, "Nah, love, I'm good, go away"
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Ain't about to die with no money, I done gave it
[Verse 2: Drake]
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I was on top when that shit meant a lot
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Still on top like I'm scared of the drop
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Still on top and these niggas wanna swap
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Niggas wanna swap like it's Slauson or Watts
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I don't wanna change 'cause I'm good where I'm at
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Mob ties, so I'm always good where I'm at
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Word to Junior, Jazzy, Baby J
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Tell 'em when I die, put my money in the grave
[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
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Couple figures, killers call and collect (Collect)
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She fuck a nigga, then she on to the next (Next)
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Really livin' large, she in awe with a mack
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When you niggas thinkin' small in the mall with a rat (Rat)
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Roll with us if you really wanna get it (Get it)
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Go get a half a million in the Sprinter (Sprinter)
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Phone ringin', bitches know a big tipper (Tipper)
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I got the hookup and there's really no limit (Limit)
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Dead broke is in you nigga DNA (DNA)
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Rickey Smiley's in Decatur with the ye
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Lil' nigga, just another state case
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Bury my motherfuckin' Chase Bank, time to bounce (Bounce)
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Gotta count on my allowance (Gotta count on my allowance)
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You niggas snitches so I gotta reroute it (So I gotta reroute it)
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C# nigga drippin' like I got a zillion dollars
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Got the trap jumpin' like Zion when I rebound it
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Then I'm out (Then I'm out)
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And I'll never talk about it (About it)
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The homies quiet, but we all smoke the loudest (Loudest)
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Rich niggas and I'm really bein' modest
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'Cause the way I do my deals, never treated like a artist
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Want the house (House)
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You could F#M my accountant
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My per diem six figures and I'm countin'
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Nine figures was the goal 'til I hit it
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These niggas ain't livin', so bury mine with me
Ross got it (Maybach Music)
[Chorus: Drake]
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When I die, put my money in the grave
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I really gotta put a couple niggas in they place
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Really just lapped every nigga in the race
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I really might tat "Realest Nigga" on my face
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Lil EC let it slap with the bass
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I used to save hoes with a mask and a cape
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Now I'm like, "Nah, love, I'm good, go away"
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Ain't about to die with no money, I done gave it
[Outro]
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