You thought you got it made
Sippin' bitches what lemonade
It feels like a big race,
And i just love your flashy ways
I do it big like oprah
My all gold rolly or the
I made it when everbody doubted,
I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick
No famous name vouch and i'm still the shit
Made a living and a killing off it
And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket
Its hard to make it big then what niggas is making it
I drive that all around
Like the big bad wolf blow it down,
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