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My grandfather ran with Nicky Barnes

Uh huh

My ex-nigga yeah he beat the charge

Uh huh

I could've hustled with Columbians

Uh huh

But God interrupted me

Don't ever tell me what do you

If you ain't fuckin' livin'

Don't put a cloud over dreams

There is no fuckin' limit

B-b-b-back up on my shit

This is a new beginning

Went from hood to Hollywood

See I'm already winning

I used to date them d-boys followed by the feds

He used to bake it real good

Flipped it into bread

Half a millie in a bank

Put me in a benz

My homegirl's saw the benefits

So they fucked his friends

I been a wifey, I been a side bitch

But without my knowledge guess it wasn't my dick

I got attached

Then shit got toxic

Pulled up on his baby mama fuck the gossip

My grandfather ran with Nicky Barnes

Uh huh

My ex-nigga yeah he beat the charge

Uh huh

I could've hustled with Columbians

Uh huh

But God interrupted me

I left cause I can do better

Been a fuckin' go getta

Getting' money

Always hustle, gotta build up the chedda'

Nigga's hatin' on Netta

Or wanna fuck her instead of

They ain't ready for a woman

I know I can do better

Stargazing then I'm channeling

Meditating battling

Demons in my presence

I rebuke them then I start again

I know my truth, I'mma troop

If I see ya aim, I shoot

Uh, I ain't fuckin' with you if you toxic

Uh, I ain't fuckin' with you if you gossip

Uh, not fucking with you is an option

Shut the fuck up, I'm detoxin'

My grandfather ran with Nicky Barnes

Uh huh

My ex-nigga yeah he beat the charge

Uh huh

I could've hustled with Columbians

Uh huh

But God interrupted me