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Polo, skinies and vans,
allready 6'4 on top of my game.
Make a hit, make the world dance.
My dream too big for ordinary people.
But i guess i aint like nobody.
Looking for the fame, i had to dig deep.
Bitch im so fly, i stay up.
Spit on you haters, make you feel hot.
Mad man, they say i need a check up.
Hold up hold up call my niggas tell them we about to takeoff.
My house too clean,so we party in a limo.
Fresh prince, futur king, i came so close to be the hottest, now its burning me.
Never gave up, cuz i wasnt born for failure.
Got too much expectations, i dont know if im ready.
All i want is the money,wake up with a smile on my face
Happy that i made it so far in life.
Fire flame, bitch blood gang.
Freshy fuck your world, make your life hard.
Aint no competition, no question asked.
On the highest level, niggas in the baseman!
Feeling brand new like a freshman.
I aint worry about them people.
They all fear me like i fear god.
Sitting at the top, and i aint even reach my twenties.
Im my own boss, get the money to the last pennies.
Look how much ive changed from writing shit to making sense.
Bitches here got that nicki swag, ass so fat sit on my lap.
Quick make her come fast.
Trynna work her out like she my new job.
Buy her anything no matter what it cost.
Find me where you girl at if you ever feeling lost.
Boy dont push me.
Still you girl and turn her into my new made.
Now everything clean like i bought a brand place.