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580 Benz
Pulled up on my nigga like, "Get in, let's win"
If you can move five, here go ten
Stack a half a mil', then do the same shit again
Before they know, we sailin' in the

580 Benz (Benz)
Pull up on my nigga like, "Get in, let's win" (Yeah)
Since you can move five, here go ten (Ten)
Stack a half a mil', then do the same shit again (Yeah)
Before they know, we sailin' in the wind (Gone)

Package ain't make it, we gon' mail the shit again
I'm hittin' Golden Sun thanks to the golden bridge (Yeah)
Looked up the dealers, knew a nigga need it in
Half a hundred bucks like where do I begin? (Where I start?)
That four hundred bucks still around today (Around today)
Word is I got funded off brown and yay
Shootin' moves, take it in, I ain't around to play
Who are you? They call me Pay from around my way (Boy)
Somebody asked how I do it, how I stay on my shit
I trimmed the fat up out my circle, now I got more strength (Yeah)
Niggas that ain't add shit think I'm on ho shit
I'm only real in your book when I fund your shit, nigga (Boy)

580 Benz (Benz)
Pull up on my nigga like, "Get in, let's win" (Win)
If you can move five, here go ten (Ten)
Stack a half a mil', then do the same shit again (Yeah)
Before they know, we sailin' in the wind (Gone)
580 Benz (Benz)
Pulled up on my nigga like, "Get in, let's win" (Let's get it)
If you can move five, here go ten (Ten)
Stack a half a mil', then do the same shit again (Yeah)
Before they know, we sailin' in the wind (Gone)

Real winnin' come from sacrificin'
While they was havin' fun, I'm in the crib writin'
I was in the lab, you was in a ho
I was in the game, you was on the coach
It was winters when a nigga had to sell his coat
To get back to sellin' dope, niggas flyin' broke
I'd rather rock a Nike joggie with my pockets bossy
I'm out in Cali talkin' business over eggs and coffee
Me and B Smith in a 'Rari fleein' from a party (Ayy)
Enjoyin' life, we from the city where they kill for Cartis
I'm a Detroit nigga, West Side raised (West Side)
Grew up in Fenkell, drug raids inspired by a blade
It's some names I can't say 'cause they don't rap shit
Just wrap bricks, they went platinum on some trap shit
Platinum Rolex so heavy on my damn wrist
Hoes gosspin' like, "Who that?" He the man, bitch (The man, bitch)
Brown nigga, black Benz, movin' tan shit (Tan shit)
Yeah
That dumb shit you rap about, I ain't a fan, bitch (Fan, bitch)
Get money, nigga

Yeah, 580 Benz
Pull up on my nigga like, "Get in, let's win" (Win)
If you can move five, here go ten (Ten)
Stack a half a mil', then do the same shit again (Yeah)
Before they know, we sailin' in the wind (Gone)
580 Benz (Benz)
Pulled up on my nigga like, "Get in, let's win" (Win)
If you can move five, here go ten (Ten)
Stack a half a mil', then do the same shit again
Before they know, we sailin' in the wind (Gone)

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