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I'm looking something like the man
My outfit from Japan
First tape it made me a grand
No solos girl bring in your friend
Getting rich is part of my plan
30 000 the name my brand
Stay up till about 5, next day day do it all again
My niggas standing on couches
Your niggas looking like fans
Patron's shots off of her body
She knows how this is honna end
Heavenly father king you forgive me
Tonight a nigga gonna sin
Stay up till about 5, next day do it all again

It's Haze nigga what's happening
I was hitting 10's before rapping
I was all about a sag ben
Back when you was backpacking
I'm from the south side of that Inglewood
Shouts out my nigga Mac 10
You and your whole team a bunch of bitch niggas
Reminding me of the brack spins
I do atc's high chucks, I top forces of the low cut
Them jays that you just bought
I wore 5 days ago to the Groove, bra
I ride around playing Rick Ross
And fuck hoes the Jay Cole stuff
While ??? how these bitches like
I get it, I get it, I whip it like that
You hate it, they love it, I think it's quite that
If we talking free bass all I do is speak crack
Now run tell them bitches that nigga is back
I just shade up, but my bank up
Let them know!
Never change up, got my change up
Hey let them know
I hustle all year and the rain hells know
I said it's time to get this money, my nigga let's go

I'm looking something like the man
My outfit from Japan
First tape it made me a grand
No solos girl bring in your friend
Getting rich is part of my plan
30 000 the name my brand
Stay up till about 5, next day day do it all again
My niggas standing on couches
Your niggas looking like fans
Patron's shots off of her body
She knows how this is honna end
Heavenly father king you forgive me
Tonight a nigga gonna sin
Stay up till about 5, next day do it all again

I be dilated but no evidence
Evidently these niggas irrelevant
Go off with the night we ain't judging shit
Just wake up early take medicine
Shout them old school they ain't better then
Tryina move on up in this deficient
Tryina be a VIP the Kanye West and mam
Don't care if he's hoop or wrestling
I'm just young nigga and I'm running shit
Starting 5 and y'all on the bench
Tryina get this money on my Mary Lynch
Well I was lost in this world till I found my nitch
I don't need much just a stup for hits
A couple of freaks, a couple of chips
And my lil' cousin till it's told for chips
Even let him keep the change my lil nigga exib
You ain't a freak? Yeah, yeah, that's what they all say
I've been that nigga since the lesher the hallways
??? I have Rihanna looking chase down upon replays
My dreams coming soon
I been have hustle, I had to have faith
These niggas in my can so we can't relate
???

I'm looking something like the man
My outfit from Japan
First tape it made me a grand
No solos girl bring in your friend
Getting rich is part of my plan
30 000 the name my brand
Stay up till about 5, next day day do it all again
My niggas standing on couches
Your niggas looking like fans
Patron's shots off of her body
She knows how this is honna end
Heavenly father king you forgive me
Tonight a nigga gonna sin
Stay up till about 5, next day do it all again

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