Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal
A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich that's just how i feel
Signed a deal, four years, with the devil's sport
Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford
Tryna find the one
Six and a half million
Apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored
Running from the motherfuckin' cops like it's an olympic sport,
Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.
When you spill out hits
But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change
Get million-dollar bonuses from paying 'em minimum wage,
Never let the game play youand for the fame
100 million dollar nigga, nigga say my name
Whiskey cigars and fast cars?
And mine somewhere bout mars
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