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[Verse] Jumped out the porch I ain't have nothing When i was poor They was laughin at me Now im on them billboards And im laughing at em I give you my heart You can have it baby It was cool at first and it's been a little dramatic lately It was me and you at first, it's been me and your family lately Why throw my name in the dirt Like what happened baby Make up s** make her hurt Ride this saddle baby Close them no m**m, but asamalekoum Cuz them my cousins a get something shaking The oven baking Let them motherf**er on 350 Ain't counting my days, feel like ive been on the road for 350 Days n***a Aye Im paid n***a Hey Ain't tell you bout the house that i got with that lay And the backyard n***a act hard n***a I will pull your card n***a Play With me thats some n***as who will lay On you that you stay n***a i ain't play on the ground all you hatin n***as Like a jesus piece, no, I ain't playing with you If a b**h a freak i ain't even lay with her Used to hit a lick just to make a couple bands n***a Ay ayeeee Talk a lil louder I ain't hearin what you sayin n***a Did a couple walk thru's made a lot of bands n***a I ain't tryna talk to you, if you ain't talking cash n***a Money, like Usher I got the bad n***a, bad n***a Michael Jackson bad n***a, bad n***a Aye leather jacket on yeah I'm that n***a I was born in the 80s like the crack n***a (aye) 7x Never heard of Atari play games on em Never drove in the Ferrari switching lanes on em Damien Wayne that's a shame on em Big booty freak , the b**h tatted my name on it I heard them n***as hating y'all the same homies Since the n***as claim they hot I set some flames on em Real n***a what you thought we ain't lame homie Skinny jeans see the knot and the thang on me Bang Bang Pow there go one of yall n***as If I aim at y'all ian missing one of you n***as Creep in your house like Clause, I ain't using no chimney Like the 24th of December, I'mma make you n***as remember Them Christmas Eve's ian had sh** Was a beginner , em open mics they was laughing Now I'm spending so much money They ain't asking no question bout my b**h cause she the baddest I been on the road, yeah I seen a lot of hoes At the end of every rainbow is there a pot of gold? Want to hold you in my hand, want you under my control For selling the city girl I want to tell the globe Ran off my money now I'm tryna get some more Bands to the ceiling I will stack it from the floor And we got some off in the wall Some more be hide the picture Over the high 5 play behind law Ian like the call empire he was our Referee that's a foul, gotta technical Cause how hard a n***a ball TMZ all in my business cause I fall , I meant fell Born in October weighting on my scale I ain't tryna come over if I can not nail This picture in your fame they b**hing on my name Rich Homie Baby