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I spent most mornings baggin' up (Baggin' up) I spent countless nights addin' up (Addin' up) Got money with the best of ‘em (Best of ‘em) And balled on the rest of ‘em (f*ck ‘em) I don't need no nigga's validation I don't need no nigga's validation I don't need no nigga's validation I don't need no nigga's validation I ain't him, nah, nigga, I'm me Born raised on the Fenk-, you see these letters on my link (That's Fenk-) Whole family sellin' D, that lil' boy, yeah, that was me Big gold chain around his neck, Jordan's on his feet Just imagined what I seen, double crosses and triple beams This street shit cripple dreams, but somehow, I live my dreams Servin' the crack fiends before I was 18 Even if I run, the dope game gon' chase me I think it's my blood to be a motherf*ckin' plug I ain't crip or blood, but I'll supply you if it's love The art of being unseen is make a dude a leader I don't wanna know your people, and they shouldn't know me either Servin' nicks and dimes, posted in my wifebeater On the block twenty deep, what you forgot? That was me I buried my mans, and then I dropped out of school Jumped right into the game, and I honored all the rules, nigga I spent most mornings baggin' up (Baggin' up) I spent countless nights addin' up (Addin' up) Got money with the best of ‘em (Best of ‘em) And balled on the rest of ‘em (f*ck ‘em) I don't need no nigga's validation I don't need no nigga's validation I don't need no nigga's validation I don't need no nigga's validation I look at y'all and see a bunch of lost niggas Followin' dummies mislead on what you taught, nigga They got they name from online, we was outside On the grind, we is nothin' like the same kind I done seen homicide, seen what choppas do (Pa, pa, pa!) Seen the jealousy that grow when you cop a coupe f*ck tryna be real with fake niggas Feed your family, stay up out the way, nigga (Stay up out the way) I don't need nobody's stamp, boy, I've been a champ I put my hood on the map, the mob on my tax I put work in niggas' spots, minks on my back I put my family in the ‘burbs, they never goin' back (Never) I brought up the bitch up out of killers, Skrill out of dealers Hate from-out-of-undercover-ass-ho niggas So, how you gon' validate me? When you a nigga I would see and wouldn't even care to speak? I spent most mornings baggin' up (Baggin' up) I spent countless nights addin' up (Addin' up) Got money with the best of ‘em (Best of ‘em) And balled on the rest of ‘em (f*ck ‘em) I don't need no nigga's validation I don't need no nigga's validation I don't need no nigga's validation I don't need no nigga's validation
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