I got family still in poverty My momma say she proud of me She saw me turn into a man Boss up and take a stand
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah That's a Rolex Where I'm from you cannot flex, ooh yeah This shit super cold Got the diamonds busting need a blindfold Yeah, yeah, them numbers super up All these racks and they can't fold, yeah And you know I got it on me, yeah Private Club we the army
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Damn, damn, damn, damn Let's get back on track, yeah Back to back in them black on blacks, yeah If my dawgs ain't winning, I ain't winning, yeah Used to want the rims that kept on spinning, yeah Ain't talking money I can't pay attention, yeah Thanks for nothing, drop they pay attention, yeah Remember when they never checked for us Now they always write the check for us
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