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I was 19 years old right In Chicago And I ran into one of them pimps up hoes down niggas One of them niggas on American pimp I'm like I'm silky slim Hollywood He looked at me he said man stay down and come up I listened That always stuck with me First class flight to the players ball in dc Left with a trophy and they still want to debate me Is he pimpin is he rappin am I cappin when I make these He always on a plane is he trapping state to state p Shits preposterous Isn't it obvious I'm a muthafuckin god building goddesses Stayed solid and i never broke my promises Kept it poppin look at all of my accomplishments I'll probably never get the credit I deserve But my debit works better never settled for the curb Seven or eleven bet I'll never let her Blow on my dice Like she's on my level that's absurd Go ahead and blow smoke out the vape ma Versace robe crib lookin like a day spa She broke herself so you know we did it right But I'm only in town for the night right This is it what Izm falling from the sky Let's get rich what I see you giving me the eye You my bitch huh Don't be telling me no lies This is it what This is it what This is it what Izm falling from the sky Let's get rich what I see you giving me the eye You my bitch huh Don't be telling me no lies This is it what This is it what Look at the work I put in How could you you weren't around then All you see is social media I been cross country trappin before they had expedia Before these lazy hoes was posting adds I was focused on my bag had them posted on the ave Most dates went good Some dates went bad Either way she stayed down about my crown in a jam My whole world revolves around a few streets Now my passports stamped first class new mink At last first class champaign when I drink Taliban when I land silky slim full sheik I'm talking royalty all of my bitches spoil me Square shit broke shit all of that shit annoying me It's funny when your friends get jealous of you Start making up lies then believing it's true but This is it what Izm falling from the sky Let's get rich what I see you giving me the eye You my bitch huh Don't be telling me no lies This is it what This is it what This is it what Izm falling from the sky Let's get rich what I see you giving me the eye You my bitch huh Don't be telling me no lies This is it what This is it what
Writer(s): Robert Bynum Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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