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, yeah, yeah, yeah, all of that money, all of these clothes, all of these bitches, yeah, ice on my lobes, and this big ass crib that a young nigga live in, yeah, that shit don't make me who i am, that shit don't make me real, that shit don't make me who i am, that shit don't make me real, yeah, yeah, he chose her, but she chose me, yeah he don love her, she always lonely, all these hate, it's hard to know me, but i go, like i'm kobe, i've been waiting so you can show me, that you can, all i know you phone me, all those racks, all those hips, all that shit i've never had, that shit don't make me who i am, that shit don't make me real, and now i'm booming like i'm metro, like i got a deal, he know i'm gone, i hope you take the time to really heal, and now i'll suffer till the time you come up to the hills, it's all about you, you, you and the shit that you do, yeah, it's all about you and the people you choose to be around you, yeah, it's all about you and paying your dues, man it's all about movement, yeah, its all about you and the shit that you prove, my nigga just do it, yeah, if you want it, go and get it boy it's yours, we've been bothered i ain't switching on my dogs, we done made it from the bottom, nigga we on, yeah, i ain't never going back, nigga we gone, all of that money, all of these clothes, all of these bitches, yeah, ice on my lobes, and this big ass crib that a young nigga live in, yeah, that shit don't make me who i am, that shit don't make me real, that shit don't make me who i am, that shit don't make me real, yeah, got these nikki ass bitches out for me, no i can't move like that, i hope they won't be cuffin me, got me a chosen few, a young nigga maneuvers properly, yeah, can't believe it, they all around me getting too close, they all tryna take a picture, yeah, pose for the camera, click that shit, don't make me who i am, that shit don't make me real, that shit don't make a young nigga krish, knew i'm a star, back when they ain't knew who we are, snakes they hissing from a far, stay prayed up i hope they starve, fear no men, but god himself, still the hottest on this shit, first tape went number two and a young nigga ain't rest yet, i get why these shy niggas steady out here clown fishing, i get why these these bitches teaming up steady trying to pull missions, yeah, they ain't got banging accounts, they ain't got realing amounts, that's what they tripping about, yeah, you know i had vision about, we taking different rout, thank god we figured it out, all of that money, all of these clothes, all of these bitches, yeah, ice on my lobes, and this big ass crib that a young nigga live in, yeah, that shit don't make me who i am, that shit don't make me real, that shit don't make me who i am, that shit don't make me real, yeah, yeah, my momma always told a nigga one thing, yeah, if you want it, go and get it boy it's yours,

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Artist: a-reece