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Uh-uh, uh-uh Uh-uh, uh-uh Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh The way I'm ballin', they gon' have to put me up on Sports Center Got all my haters mad 'cause they know I'm a racks spender Told myself I’ll be the man, n***a, that was last winter Look myself in the mirror and said, "Don't ever get off track n***a" I can f**k a n***a b*t*h then f**k another after that (Facts) Keep it real with you, you couldn't make it out my habitat (Nah) Drippin' money, I'm havin' that Shawty sucked this d**k and cleaned it up like a laundromat Said I was gone be a star and n***as used to laugh at that Told her, "Count that money up," and now a n***a stackin' that N***as actin' like they know me, they don't know how my life was I'm tweakin' off, my n***a, but I still gotta buzz How you think your b*t*h a saint? She sucked my d**k inside the club I been ballin', putting up W’s like I'm Ghostface N***as think they hot 'til they get turned into a cold-case I’m just one n***a, but all my b*t*hes, they go both ways Every day I wake up, pray to God and hope for my place Wallah, you ain't getting sh*t from me (Wallah) I'm top five, gotta keep the blick on me (Top five) Go outside, I know all the fans love me (Uh) I'm top five and I keep the bands on me (Yeah, yeah, top five) Yeah, Wallah, they been talkin' sh*t on me (Sh*t) I'm top five, so they call me big homie (Big) Yeah, top five, and I'm having Rick on me (Rick) Yeah, top five, and I got ya b*t*h on me (Uh) Ridin' in a Benz, I don't got no time for fake friends (Yeah) Ballin' like I'm Jordan, Space Jam (Space Jam) And I used to sell grams (Yeah) Stash inside my waist band (Stash) I remember skipping turn styles at the station (Woah) Made it to the top, I was rappin' down in the basement (Yeah) I can never fail, n***as tellin' lies, tellin' fairytales (Tales) Payin' for my b*t*hes nails, and I bought some new Chanel (Chanel) Wavy like I'm Max B (Yeah), I'm screamin' "Free Biggavel" And I got a castle for a crib, that sh*t a citadel Yeah, I'm going to Heaven, but I'm still gon' give these n***as hell Got this bad b*t*h from London, her favorite singer is Adele Threw my d**k in her pu**y like a quarter in a wishing well Hit her once and wished her well (Wish her well) I ain't never going to tell (Nah) If it's beef, then at me n***a I just hope I bump into him, I ain't talking 'bout no ache n***a Yeah, I ain't talking bout no ache n***a, pu**y F**k you talking 'bout, n***a? Pull up Wallah, you ain't getting sh*t from me (Wallah) I'm top five, gotta keep the blick on me (Top five) Go outside, I know all the fans love me (Love me) I'm top five and I keep the bands on me (Yeah, yeah, top five) Yeah, Wallah, they been talkin' sh*t on me (Wallah, sh*t) I'm top five, so they call me big homie Yeah, top five, and I'm having Rick on me Yeah, top five, and I got ya b*t*h on me (Uh) Yeah, top five, yeah Top five, yeah, top five Shawty tryna kill these n***as
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