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I'm from the muscle and I ain't got no time to tussle
Homie, all you know is hustle where we come from
He asked for my fade, he get his one-on-one on my son's son
Or we can swap it out, you know I'm thumbin' with my one gun
I run off to your hood just tryin' to bust it like a pimple bustin'
A lot of niggas talkin' crazy, getting shot for simple questions
Workin' 'til I'm on sweat, and I'm ballin' like LeBron steps
My little wodie, he tryin' to ball but dawg, y'all arms ain't long yet
Sayin' sorry, Mama, I'm still thuggin', my world is a war zone
Homie, all you know is hustle where we come from
He asked for my fade, he get his one-on-one on my son's son
Or we can swap it out, you know I'm thumbin' with my one gun
I run off to your hood just tryin' to bust it like a pimple bustin'
A lot of niggas talkin' crazy, getting shot for simple questions
Workin' 'til I'm on sweat, and I'm ballin' like LeBron steps
My little wodie, he tryin' to ball but dawg, y'all arms ain't long yet
Sayin' sorry, Mama, I'm still thuggin', my world is a war zone
My niggas, they twistin' fingers and bangin' off full chrome
I know I'm your baby boy, but no, Mama, I'm full grown
Tryna cop the APs, everything two-toned
I learned from the group homes, juggin' off of two phones
Eatin' off of coupons, tell 'em we don't do homes
Money turned me to a monster, turned my noodles into pasta
All these niggas damn imposters, all my bitches wearin' Prada
I be with some gangsters, see you beat up, now I don't care about it
All a bit of sophisticated function throwin' chairs around it
It's IV, how I be, I be more sicker than a nigga needin' one IV
I know I'm your baby boy, but no, Mama, I'm full grown
Tryna cop the APs, everything two-toned
I learned from the group homes, juggin' off of two phones
Eatin' off of coupons, tell 'em we don't do homes
Money turned me to a monster, turned my noodles into pasta
All these niggas damn imposters, all my bitches wearin' Prada
I be with some gangsters, see you beat up, now I don't care about it
All a bit of sophisticated function throwin' chairs around it
It's IV, how I be, I be more sicker than a nigga needin' one IV
I know these niggas countin' me out, but bitch, I'm back reincarnated
Incarcerated through my major fame, but that's how God made it
Vindicated now 'cause them niggas could never drill me
And let them pussy niggas know that they can never kill me
It's young Tory, yeah
They want to make you catch the bait and let them still eat
You gettin' money, niggas want day if you still street
I'm really steppin', I got dirt all in my field cleats
A lot of money, a lot of cars, and I'm still me, yeah, uh
Incarcerated through my major fame, but that's how God made it
Vindicated now 'cause them niggas could never drill me
And let them pussy niggas know that they can never kill me
It's young Tory, yeah
They want to make you catch the bait and let them still eat
You gettin' money, niggas want day if you still street
I'm really steppin', I got dirt all in my field cleats
A lot of money, a lot of cars, and I'm still me, yeah, uh
A lot of money, a lot of bags, a lot of cars, and I'm still me, yeah, uh
Fuck a whole lot of different bitches now, but you better know it's still me
It's serious when you come from the mud, plus the muscle
You gettin' money when you cop the fit to match the duffel
Accessories is everything when it come into this dressin'
I done killed 'em all, nigga, can't tell me nothin' about this flexin'
I had a hungry heart at Money Mart, scammin' off of checks
And I got big dreams, helicopter landin' like the Jetsons
And my niggas are buyin' G-locks, they ain't jammin' when we wreckin'
Fuck a whole lot of different bitches now, but you better know it's still me
It's serious when you come from the mud, plus the muscle
You gettin' money when you cop the fit to match the duffel
Accessories is everything when it come into this dressin'
I done killed 'em all, nigga, can't tell me nothin' about this flexin'
I had a hungry heart at Money Mart, scammin' off of checks
And I got big dreams, helicopter landin' like the Jetsons
And my niggas are buyin' G-locks, they ain't jammin' when we wreckin'
I done ran off through them jets, now I'm puttin' checks all on my necklace
Mama always told me, "Baby, that you're special"
Never forget them words, I always wore 'em on my chest
Yeah, now I'm out with Diddy's, yeah
Kickin' it with 50s, yeah
Goin' out to T.O. and playin' basketball with Drizzy, yeah
Your boy had it hard, a nigga was sleepin' on the floor, dawg
Went to school with killers and niggas that turned into my road dog
I was on that corner couple headbangin' for dough, dawg
We was choppin' nose off, we was gettin' loads off
Shit you niggas think was deep, niggas did it with so-so
Mama always told me, "Baby, that you're special"
Never forget them words, I always wore 'em on my chest
Yeah, now I'm out with Diddy's, yeah
Kickin' it with 50s, yeah
Goin' out to T.O. and playin' basketball with Drizzy, yeah
Your boy had it hard, a nigga was sleepin' on the floor, dawg
Went to school with killers and niggas that turned into my road dog
I was on that corner couple headbangin' for dough, dawg
We was choppin' nose off, we was gettin' loads off
Shit you niggas think was deep, niggas did it with so-so
I done scammed a couple fiends, had to sell 'em drywall
Feds tried to net us up, but I got the firewalls
I don't even need a scale, can judge it by the eyeball
Face at 2:40 like Kobe, I knew I was built for this, the days I was stealin' out of Sobeys
I knew I was built for this, the days I copped jeans from Stitches
I was drivin' lean and pitches, tried to pop the spleen in bitches
When I was sixteen, you can ask my legal aid lawyer
I was a menace, I want golds in every each of my teeth, like "fuck a dentist"
I might speak, but I keep it discreet, like I'm a Senate
Hoes tryin' to put my shit on the street, evicted tenants
Feds tried to net us up, but I got the firewalls
I don't even need a scale, can judge it by the eyeball
Face at 2:40 like Kobe, I knew I was built for this, the days I was stealin' out of Sobeys
I knew I was built for this, the days I copped jeans from Stitches
I was drivin' lean and pitches, tried to pop the spleen in bitches
When I was sixteen, you can ask my legal aid lawyer
I was a menace, I want golds in every each of my teeth, like "fuck a dentist"
I might speak, but I keep it discreet, like I'm a Senate
Hoes tryin' to put my shit on the street, evicted tenants
I'm a monster, back when I was out there stealin' Mazdas
Lookin' at your clique, y'all still in postures
Look up at my bitch, she still in Prada's, Gabbana's
My chick in a billi, yours ain't even in the office
Lawless, walkin' out that mud lookin' flawless
And my resume now put me on the blow jobless
Starvin' since the youth, fuck a star, bitch, I'm the truth
I'd rather spit the bars they want me locked behind, all in the booth
I got the new Ferrari, slimy in the coupe
Lights switches got me fuckin' white bitches, Charlie Puth
What's the use? Yeah, minute man, know if I gotta spin it two times, I'm a spin again
Lookin' at your clique, y'all still in postures
Look up at my bitch, she still in Prada's, Gabbana's
My chick in a billi, yours ain't even in the office
Lawless, walkin' out that mud lookin' flawless
And my resume now put me on the blow jobless
Starvin' since the youth, fuck a star, bitch, I'm the truth
I'd rather spit the bars they want me locked behind, all in the booth
I got the new Ferrari, slimy in the coupe
Lights switches got me fuckin' white bitches, Charlie Puth
What's the use? Yeah, minute man, know if I gotta spin it two times, I'm a spin again
Put that on my chest and on the hairs on my chinny-chin
We ain't finna stop until my niggas make a billion
And even then we'll probably set the focus on a trillion
They want to make you catch the bait and let them still eat
You gettin' money, niggas want day if you still street
I'm really steppin', I got dirt all in my field cleats
A lot of money, a lot of cars, and I'm still me, yeah, uh
A lot of money, a lot of bags, a lot of cars, and I'm still me, yeah, uh
Fuck a whole lot of different bitches now, but you better know it's still me
We ain't finna stop until my niggas make a billion
And even then we'll probably set the focus on a trillion
They want to make you catch the bait and let them still eat
You gettin' money, niggas want day if you still street
I'm really steppin', I got dirt all in my field cleats
A lot of money, a lot of cars, and I'm still me, yeah, uh
A lot of money, a lot of bags, a lot of cars, and I'm still me, yeah, uh
Fuck a whole lot of different bitches now, but you better know it's still me
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