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Listen I ain't from the slums, I fought my way up out the slum
Arrogant rich nigga, we might vote for Trump
I load the pack out, told my pockets got the most
Rolling I don't mean no double dutch, when I tell my bitch to jump
I put you on a mill, I'm known around the world
They call the kid old boy but I'm rich off the girl
I cop the car, no lease, I don't want no beef
I do what I want when I want, my bank account obese
Seen that 0 that hits the dot, them hoes is in the drop
Old school Harlem nigga, 3 thousand on the side
The weed here is crucial, y'all niggas stuck in neutral
I ain't what you used to, pitbulls don't talk to poodles

I don't play no games, I'm rich, got 30 chains
My face numb, take something, my heart don't feel no pain
I'm still here where I'm from, all night all I hear is guns
That was 40 in the bag, keep a 30 round drum yeah
I don't throw no ones, I don't trick on hoes
I just pulled a bad bitch now her pussy's on the pole
My Rolex do a show, my pinky ring is froze
The coke I cooked is pure, cookies all I grow
Rap cap but I'm really down, bet your man cash out when I come around
I'm a cut-throat crook from round the way, fish scales on the plate
This shit I got is strong, they love me in the Bronx
I just got Harlem world, they said it's already gone

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