(feat. Plies)




[Verse 1:]

Went to sleep real Woke up realer

Goon affiliated ex drug dealer

Resume solid Street cred bigger

Click full of soldiers All of us killers

Never seen one I'm what they call a real nigga

Pocket full of cash Body full of liquor

Put my whips on it Bet he ain't triller

If I don't know ya homie Hand on pistols



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You lookin at da man

Stacks and rubber bands (yup)

Action for the cameras

You can ask the fans cause

They say I'm da man

Watch me pull my pants (up)

Watch me do my dance (yup)

Stacks and rubber bands (yup)

You lookin at da man

Whip bout 22's

Toating when I move

Askin what it do

You lookin at da man

Watch me pull my pants (up)

Watch me do my dance (yup)

Stacks and rubber bands (yup)



[Verse 2]

Key to the city Name carry weight

I don't fuck with niggas Most of em fake

You wet behind the ears jumped off the porch late

Where I'm from homie Home of the goons aid

Came up slow All off of shake

Grandma dyin Hard to be straight

Just left court My dog lost his case

They gave him life homie All for them 28



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[Verse 3:]

Product of the hood Came from the gutta

Been through it all Still remain a hustla

Ride or die homie Before I fuckin struggle

Choppa game serious Got it from my brother

Learn the hard way Streets don't love ya

Snitchin at a high Dope game in trouble

Whip game shaky den you gone suffa

I'm da man homie Can't deny it sucka



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