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2 Fux |
| Uh, I wake up every mornin', thank God, then I gotta get to it |
| I never had a role model, money was the only influence |
| While they was talkin' 'bout it in the city, I was really out doin' it |
| Hundred bands I was 19 and the man, I knew it, okay |
| That’s around the time I shine, had these niggas all hatin' |
| Same time I was grindin,' same time I was patient |
| You was standin' with your hand out waitin', yeah yeah |
| I’ma keep it real, how it feel? I don’t give 2 fucks |
| Count another bag on the road, I could never get enough |
| They wanna hang when I’m on, where they were when the shit got tough? |
| And what a nigga think about me? I don’t give 2 fucks |
| You don’t pay my bills, you don’t feed my kids, your opinion don’t matter |
| My pockets still gettin' fatter |
| God damn and the last time I looked in the mirror, I was starin' at a real one |
| And fuck makin' friends, where the ends at? 'Cause all my dogs need a million |
| I don’t give a fuck about poppin' no bottles in the club |
| I’m focused on the money, I ain’t never goin' back the way I was |
| A lot of people asked why I drive it here then it get missin' |
| Sorry to my fans, I’ll be way more consistent |
| Haters get the middle finger, Lord be the witness, listen |
| Got a crib out west in the spot out in Cali, waiting for me when I touch down |
| Fired my old jeweler, went and got a new jeweler, made him already do the |
| bust-down |
| I thinks it’s funny how they wanna be down, all of a sudden young nigga gettin' |
| up now |
| Yeah, king of the city, nigga, king of the state, turn beast when the sun down |
| I’m just really havin' fun now |
| Funny how that slick talk minimize when ya boy 'round |
| I just landed in the UK, in a suite with a pretty little freak sippin' D’Ussé |
| Murda, murda in the booth, ayy |
| I’m a killer on the beat, increasin' the crime rate |
| I need a mill, not an entrée |
| I need a Jay, no Beyoncé |
| Smokin' like a choo train |
| Showin' niggas how to do things |
| Boys bitin' on the flow, I changed up like a mood ring |
| Young nigga with a new flame |
| Don’t compare me to no mane |
| Top of the food chain, uh |