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(Verse 1)

Oh you really wanna be that n*gga, f*ck a b*tch
Oh you really wanna be that n*gga, face a zip
Oh you really wanna be that n*gga, sell your soul
Illuminati got a n*gga rocking hella gold
Been in the game so long trying to make a name
It's only slavery if you're in it for the whips and chains
I been cold but you n*ggas sleep
Waking up all of the haters when they see me on the tv
With a b*tch who's complexion is the chocolatest
I'm on a roll and ain't nobody gon be stopping this
I'm in this b*tch, throwing L's to the blue sky
The winning circle you n*ggas didn't even qualify
Got all of your b*tches you n*ggas couldn't even satisfy
Feet kicked up, just watching my dollars multiply
Sneak dissers and haters I'm coming straight for the cranium
Came into my own and ain't nobody gon be taming him
I'm from the city where n*ggas kill over Jordan sneaks
And paper, paper, dollar bill is what a n*gga speak
Pelle Pelle, Vasques in the summer time
True Religion is what's worn around the waistline
Chi town Illin', Blue Line chillin'
I'm a murderer, that Englewood killin'
I'm so westside, but I'm wild hunnid
They ask me where I'm from Chi City over nothing
Its young Kel rich daily like the mayor
Playerlistic approaches to b*tches wanting my paper
Super duper laced in latest sneaker drop
f*ck a cop, f*ck a opp, dump on any n*gga spot
Green superhero bout my coin like Luigi
Pop up on ya lady and the top i how she greet me
Ion even need to crack I got her wrapped around my index
I'm harder than you thought feel it all in your appendix
The realest n*gga on the west of the wind
Don't approach me if it ain't about some bread or some skins
No porky rinds but a n*gga rhyme like a loonie
Goonie hitting licks serving out a Suzuki
Foreign broads from Japan kicking sh*t like Kabuki
She a groupie she a hoochie
Stain then kick her out the hooptie
Hit me up the next day im act like she never knew me
I'm a dog you a b*tch looking for you like you Scooby
Laying hands like I'm Knuckles, come and get it come and tussle
I'm just young and getting paid flapping gums and flexing muscle
Shout my n*ggas from the 'L' shout my n*ggas from the 'K'
Shout my n*ggas hitting Chase cracking cards like a case
Gotta get it anyway, gotta get it everyday
For the love of that cheese making faces Stevie J
I start my day with a J' then I find a beat to slay
Rich daily on the rise but this ain't no easy bake n*gga
I'm so 1994 like I'm missing 23
Even in my worst season ain't nobody stopping me n*gga