How many real as ladies wanna ride with me?
How many real as brothers wanna die for me?
It’s just a young rappers dream, I’m in the spotlight, I can feel the atmosphere
The world is mine and all my haters gonna disappear
Backstabbing liars is a thing I don’t require
Now here’s my chance to go and build my empire
Making money is my everyday desire
When I’m onstage, I set the microphone on fire
Sitting by the shore and see this tropical sky
A modеrn day in Lake City – just relaxing in paradise
All thеse clowns tryna play me like a parasite
Selling records been a part of my merchandise
I’m a tough guy, going out like Pacino
Brandishing a rifle, looking smooth in my Tuxedo
Turquoise suit and my new black loafers
Snorting ain’t my thing, all my life I’ve been sober
20k gold, cuban links around my neck
All the bosses in the club intend to give me their respect
Some say I’m ruthless, some say I’m menacing
I’m not a good guy and I’m far from being innocent
Smoking on cigars, chilling smooth like a gentleman
b#tches sitting by while I’m counting up my Benjamin’s
I’m on a rampage, now it’s time for some action
Cruising in my ride through the night like a phantom
When I’m making moves, it’s just a sweet sensation
As I’m following my dreams with no hesitation
How many real as ladies wanna ride with me?
How many real as brothers wanna die for me?
I’ll be rising like a star while these fools are out to get me
People always give me all this jealousy and envy
Cause that sh#t is just ridiculous
It’s like my haters can’t stop swinging all over my licorice
I’ll be in the club, hanging out with the Colombians
Making money moves, everyday I’m always hustling
Bubbling in Jacuzzi’s, my fingers on the Uzi
I never waste time, I keep a gat by my waistline
Smoking all these rappers like a Phillie Blunt
When worst comes to worst, then I’ll be going on a manhunt
Deep down, I thought that you could be trusted
Stabbed me in the back, but your #ss got busted
It turned out that you was just a fake friend
Tryna save face, cause everytime you just pretend
That everything is okay, but you’re nothing but a hypocrite
Taking acting roles in drama class, you always flipped the script
Murdering these flows cause no one can do it better
I won’t hesitate to put a slug in your sweater
Cause right now, you’re just a dead man walking
So I’mma come back and let my gun do the talking
I don’t need your sympathy and your forgiveness
None of you fools won’t even mind your own business
So many haters always getting on my nerves
Playing with that fire, now your #ss is getting burned
How many real as ladies wanna ride with me?
How many real as brothers wanna die for me?
There’s more to life than just fame and entertainment
Have to watch my back while these fools be looking dangerous
Revenge is a must so I’mma spit on your corpse
And watch how your body’s heading straight to the morgue
But I’m always shining bright onstage
Lyricist renegade, now it’s my time to regulate
Rappers I mutilate, when I’mma retaliate
My murderous attack, now it’s my time to demonstrate
Pick up a gun, now it’s all about survival
Two to his head, now he’s dead on arrival
You pushed me too far, now you’re bound to feel “The Omen”
So I’mma let them know that “Do Or Die” is my slogan
Going through a lot when I was twenty years old
Problems started growing while my heart was turning cold
I spent time struggling in the streets
Times was always getting rough, I wanted quiet and peace
But I always keep my circle small and my visions big
And I’ll be making money on my own and not friends
They stab me in the back over stupid petty reasons
I stay away from them cause deep down they’re always scheming
So this time, I’m out looking for blood
I’m sick of all you phonies tryna take me for a mug
People in this world prefer money and drugs
Cause they intend grow up to be the hungriest thugs, yeah
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