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How in the hell could you not want this paper, pull on triggers Real, what the fuck is you saying
I ain t got time, broke for life ass nigga get paid
tell the paparazzi come and get a close up
without no bars
yeah i used to get my piff straight from uptown
far rock everyday you hear them guns sound
we ain t new to this
i got moves to make
How in the hell, nigga can t level with me
gotta show a dumb nigga how i do again
Couple grand in the safe, how in the hell you call yourself a trapper
Couple grand in the safe, how in the hell you call yourself a rapper Boogz, how in the hell could you not want a rolo
Nigga what now, now you acting like a hoe, motherfuckers ain t real
couple grand in the safe
Claiming that they cool but they hating on the low, how in the hell could you not want a benz, how in the hell
Now you acting like a hoe, i got moves to make Real, and that s old school game
How in the hell, i been on the road
Hell no i don t want no new friends, motherfuckers ain t real
Motherfuckers ain t real, claiming that they cool but they hating on the low Real, without no bars
Tell the paparazzi come and get a close up, far rock everyday you hear them guns sound, hell no i don t want no new friends
I got moves to make, upgrade that bitch with some escalators
Gotta cut another nigga from the crew again, how in the hell could you not want a benz Ain't, mix some work up in the pot
Nigga i m blind, motherfuckers ain t real Ain't, and that s old school game
I ain t never ever switched, how in the hell you call yourself a rapper, how in the hell could you not want the fans
hell no i don t want no new friends
How in the hell could you not want a benz, you should trap around the clock
Claiming that they cool but they hating on the low, how in the hell you call yourself a trapper Ain't, you a fake nigga and your shoes is fake
They want to be us but they not so, nah i ain t talking about a gold chain
i been on the road
throwing shots but they shooting blanks
Without no bars, they want to be me but they not though
add a ton of acre just to show the haters
How in the hell could you not want to grind, we dropped out and we made it Boogz, they want to be me but they not though
Get you a crib with a elevator, how in the fuck do you look in the mirror
How in the fuck do you look in the mirror, motherfuckers ain t real
Motherfuckers ain t real no more, how in the hell
And that s old school game, how in the hell, broke for life ass nigga get paid
Nigga can t war with me, nigga i m blind
Couple grand in the safe, nigga i m blind, i do my own thing
Nigga everywhere i m good, motherfucker, now you acting like a hoe
Used to be the bro, mix some work up in the pot, how in the hell
I used to play the block at the post up, twenty years proving it, how could you not want to count this paper
You should trap around the clock, waiting for the damn labels to start signing me
Yeah i used to get my piff straight from uptown, mix some work up in the pot
How in the hell you call yourself a rapper, how in the hell you call yourself a rapper, how in the fuck do you look in the mirror
motherfuckers ain t real no more
used to be the bro
The niggas out here ain t selling i know, how in the hell you call yourself a trapper
how in the hell do you look at your kids
Mix some work up in the pot, how in the hell could you not want to shine
Def and dumb to punk shit and that s real, i got moves to make
claiming that they cool but they hating on the low
How in the hell, def and dumb to punk shit and that s real
How in the hell could you not want to shine, how in the hell you call yourself a rapper Boogetz, how in the hell you call yourself a trapper
How in the hell could you not want to grind, i used to play the block at the post up
Yeah a nigga so fly i could use a cape, motherfuckers ain t real, i used to play the block at the post up
How in the fuck do you look in the mirror, pull on triggers Ain't, we dropped out and we made it