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[Intro] Came from the bottom, man I feel like Martin Luther King, man [Refrain] Started off with a dream One gold chain, I was actin' up with the gold fangs No name, knew I had to put in more pain (Puttin' in work), uh I had one bitch, few side hoes Taking niggas' women with my eyes closed I was runnin' like a snot nose, uh Fresh t-shirt, Ralph Lauren, new pair of Jordans One car, not a foreign Had the Hennessy pourin', uh Mixtapes out the Chevy Cruise My grind wouldn't let me lose Now this lil' nigga makin' heavy moves [Verse 1] Came back from the setback (Hold up) The realest out, I can bet that (Bet) Cee-lo with the dice game Four, five, six, that's a head crack My ex-bitch, had to X that Didn't feel right, so I left that On to the next that Now it's fuck that, where the checks at? (Where the checks, man?) [Chorus] Finessing, uh Get back to the work, ain't no resting, uh When I caught an L, I learned my lesson, uh Now I count my money, count my blessing, uh [Verse 2] No off days on the calendar 'Bout to cop the new Challenger Mac-10's with the silencer Even wildin' out, it ain't wild as us Purple kush, call it lavender Lv's on the pedal Bring the luggage up, racks in the passenger Whole gang full of savages Hunt 'em down like a scavenger Man down if he acting up Never back down, never backing up Get the backend, 'member back then I ain't have shit? Got the ap with the white face, call it Dracula Nigga hatin' all in an Acura Big body so big, beep, beep, beep, beep when I back it up Clown nigga, he-he-he-he-he-he, got me crackin' up (Stupid) Make her skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet when I'm tappin' her In that big body with a thick thottie Got six jobs and like six hobbies, ooh [Chorus] Finessing, uh Get back to the work, ain't no resting, uh When I caught an L, I learned my lesson, uh Now I count my money, count my blessing, uh [Refrain] Started off with a dream One gold chain, I was actin' up with the gold fangs No name, knew I had to put in more pain, uh I had one bitch, few side hoes Taking niggas' women with my eyes closed I was runnin' like a snot nose Fresh t-shirt, Ralph Lauren, new pair of Jordans One car, not a foreign Had the Hennessy pourin' Mixtapes out the Chevy Cruise My grind wouldn't let me lose Now this lil' nigga makin' heavy moves [Outro] Ayy, big shit, big tings Big things, you know what I mean? Finessing Get back to the work, ain't no resting When I caught an L, I learned my lesson Now I count my money, count my blessing
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