"5AM In Toronto"
This on some old Tommy Campos Dice Roll shit
For my niggas, though!
Uh, you underestimated greatly
Most number ones ever, how long did it really take me
The part I love most is they need me more than they hate me
So they never take shots, I got everybody on safety
I can load every gun with bullets that fire backwards
You probably wouldn't lose a single rapper!
Niggas make threats, can't hear them over the laughter
Yeah, that's cause I'm heading to the bank, nigga!
Sinatra lifestyle, I'm just being Frank with you
I mean, where you think she at, when she ain't with you?
Wildin, doing shit is way out of your budget
Owl sweaters inside her luggage, you gotta love it!
Damn! This shit could go on a tape
Bitches loving my drive, I never give it a break!
Give these niggas the look, the verse and even the hook
That's why every song sound like Drake featuring Drake!
Tr8, Y Pree, Why is it always me?
Got us watching our words like it's wire taps on the team!
Cause I show love! Never get the same out of niggas
Guess it's funny how money can make change out of niggas for real
Some nobody started feeling himself
A couple somebodies started killing themself
A couple albums dropped, those are still on the shelf
I bet them shits would have popped if I was willing to help.
I got a gold trophy from the committee for validation
Bad press during the summer over allegations
I ain't lying my nigga, my time is money
That's why I ain't got the time for a nigga who's time is coming!
A lot of niggas PR stunting, like that's the movement
And I know them niggas still known for the music!
I swear, fuck them niggas this year, I made Forbes list, nigga!
Fuck your list, everything's looking gorgeous!
Without me rapping is just a bunch of orphans
But if I stay in the shit, it's a bunch of corpses
And me and my dread nigga from New Orleans
Stashing money like hoarders, of multi-platinum recordings
Eating like I'm seated at Swiss, Sotto and Joso's
Nothing was the same, this shit for Easy and Coco
This shit for Kareem, this shit for Jaevon
This shit for Julius, Milly Mill!
Boy, we do this shit for real!
All them boys in my will, all them boys is my wills
Anything happening to pop and I got you like Uncle Phil
Weezy been on that edge, you niggas just need to chill
If anything happened to papi, might pop a nigga for real!
Coming live from the screw face, living out a suitcase
But I'm feeling good, Johnny got me pushing two plates
My weight up, I refuse to wait up, I started a new race
It's funny when you think a nigga blew up after Lupe
Niggas treat me like I've been here for 10
Some niggas been here for a couple, never been here again
I'm on my King James shit, I'm trying to win here again!
A young nigga trying to win here again, man, what's up?
A young niggas trying win here again
If I like her, I just fly to the city I'm in
I got her drink with your boy, I got her fucked up Shawty
[Thanks to keyshawn for these lyrics]
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