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[Verse 1]
They didn't want me then, they want me now
Did not want me to win, but now they're proud
Now they're payin' to get in, they in the crowd
Tell me how's the view now? Tell me, how's the view now?
Bein' low, yeah you a snake
You puttin' on a show, that Ricki Lake
Hey man I don't trip, my life's great
But swallow that pride, tell me how that shit taste

[Pre-Chorus]
Tell me how shit taste
Tell me how that shit taste
Tell me how that shit taste
Bitch tell me how that

[Chorus]
Only squad in it cause they solvin' me
In the mob goin' up cause they go hard for me
Yeah the only way is up, y'all gon' ball with me
Man the whole damn fam gon' touch the sky with me
Touch the sky with me, touch the sky with me
Man the whole damn fam gon' touch the sky with me
Touch the sky with me, touch the sky with me
Man the whole damn fam gon' touch the sky with me

[Verse 2]
They askin' for the verse, a hundred racks
If you ain't talkin' money, then run it back
My pockets too deep for 'em not to be stacked
Yeah you lookin' like distraction, now fall back
Bitch your music's been weak, your fashion wack
Was talkin' out your neck, not even facts
I'm way too real to stoop low
I'm too busy on the road, I'm too busy bookin' shows
Yeah you know how that shit taste

[Pre-Chorus] + [Chorus]

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