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I'm gettin' money, I'm ballin' hard
Heard them n***as hatin on me, cause they fallin' off
Honestly b**h, I'm ballin' hard
Yeah It's my time, and I'mma shine just like my Audemars, my audemars
Bust down, and iced out
Just hit the switch, that b**h be shining when the lights out
Bust down, and iced out
Look at my wrist, that b**h be shining like a lighthouse
I spit a verse, that's like a point
I do it short, that's like a joint
That's like a bird, oh n***a you ain't heard
I'm in the mixin like a saute when it's gettin stirred
Pull up in the Maserati, got them b**hes lookin' at me like I shot somebody
I'm stackin' paper, I need that dropped Ferrari
Got them trying to claim a n***a and we not on Maury
My AP, cool as an A/C
Look in the magazine, the same exact as Jay-Z (Same one)
I'm gettin' money, n***a you straight flea
That b**h be shining thunder up I call it KD
I'm ballin' in this b**h like it's my motherf**ing born day
Bout to get a swiss account, so f** bout what the forms say
I just did 100 shows, ain't never get a tour date
MMG we winning b**h, go check what the score say
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Hundred stacks, Frank watch
Mill at the crib with them tools out
Money n***a, head huntin'
Big timer, rap hunter
Uptown soldier on the battlefield
Big timer blood gettin k**a k**
High roller been doing this since the 90s b**h
Flippin' birds shippin' how we did this sh**
Swag dawg, the money hangin'
A hundred stacks, been bangin'
High roller, shock collar
Ferrari speed, n***as been ballin'
Cherry on them flakes when we on the mound
Fire on that candy blowin' out the pound
Bad b**h stand 6 feet, standin' on this money bought a new fleet
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Look at my wrist, that sh** 200 hundred thou'
Cut the lights down, look at me now
Back then they didn't want me, now I'm hot and they all on me
Pull a bunch of these white b**hes, I'm chillin hard at the Pink Pony
Gucci Mane and Meek Mills, I'm ballin hard, I'm too trill
New ride with new money, so I had to put it on new rims
Hawks game, I'm court side
Red bottles on the wet floor, give them up to the athletes
Smellin' like a pound of dro, Versace shades I'm yoked out
Rolls Royce it smoked out, parked in front your whole house
I blew the horn, she jumped out
Maybach on cascade, the one on down my west side
4 girls, only f**ed 3
Cause one left, and she missed out
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