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Anybody can do this, the only difference is I'm me

All trophies from the past come attached to it

Fresh out the oven, got the batch cooling

Use a paddle in the lazy river so I could keep the wrath moving

Figuring out how to approach this

Vision blurry, I'm going in and out of focus

Stars will shine and the sun'll burn

Put a hit out in the winter, now it's the summer's turn

No back and forth, the offer is a hundred firm

The way I'm chewing, I know it makes your stomach turn

Got everything on deck, I'm a convenience store

Impressive, this type of run, they've never seen before

They telling me relax, I'm tweaking

And tossed me in the deep end, I had to swim without sinking

Nothing but net throws through the rim without blinking

Made a mess in the kitchen, had the whole house stinking

Now I'm jingling the dinner bell

I crack your dome open and throw away the chicken shell

This is what you're gonna get from him, revenge

Putting names down on the paper, I got a list of 'em

Some expensive jacket is what I keep the stick under

Another whip, at this point, I'm collecting VIN numbers

There's no reason for this child behavior

He never chose to ride anybody else's wave, he's a style creator

Uh, I walk around with my head high

Calculated moves got my bread right

Orchestrating plays out in Bed-Stuy

This type of shit not televised

.40 on my waist when I electric slide

Praying that the numbers don't minimize

Half a mill' on a whip I daily drive

Two hundred on a watch I barely rock

I'm reading books and I'm plant shopping, mo money, that topic

Pinky ring a whole dollar, I ain't even go to college

Never ever been in debt, never am I taking less

On my way OT, taking meetings on the jet

I park the '92 wagon in the driveway, right next to the Porsche

Came from a rookie to a fucking vet

Truthfully, don't give a fuck about this rap shit

It was either this or a take a risk

Send a couple bows or send a—

Aye, y'all gon' have to get me a muhfuckin' hard hat, you know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

With a neon vest

Walking through the property and shit like

I want all new concrete, you know what I mean?

Sipping this motherfucking Ace of Spades from my Uncle Al