[Chorus]
I remember when I used to wear the same clothes
I stayed down, kept it real, why they hate for?
Probably 'cause I got these hundreds in my bankroll
Probably 'cause I'm getting money and you ain't, though
Niggas talking like they know me, but we ain't bros
If a nigga play with me, then it's a case closed
I can tell you how I feel, don't need a handout
So everytime I'm in the club, I bring the bands out
[Verse]
I can't fake it like you niggas, so I stand out
Got a problem with me, show me what your hands 'bout
Let a nigga whip me, I ain't playing fair
I'ma takе a nigga life, you wanna take it therе
I just fucked this nigga ho, she playing in my hair
You and your homies in a circle, 'cause y'all fucking squares
You ain't gotta keep it real, baby, keep it player
And all that drama you got going, keep it over there
Graduated to a Glock from a switchblade
Don't want relation to these niggas, 'cause they bitch made
I'ma put a ho in training like a sensei
How she got a problem with me when the rent's paid?
[Chorus]
I remember when I used to wear the same clothes
I stayed down, kept it real, why they hate for?
Probably 'cause I got these hundreds in my bankroll
Probably 'cause I'm getting money and you ain't, though
Niggas talking like they know me, but we ain't bros
If a nigga play with me, then it's a case closed
I can tell you how I feel, don't need a handout
So everytime I'm in the club, I bring the bands out
I remember when I used to wear the same clothes
I stayed down, kept it real, why they hate for?
Probably 'cause I got these hundreds in my bankroll
Probably 'cause I'm getting money and you ain't, though
Niggas talking like they know me, but we ain't bros
If a nigga play with me, then it's a case closed
I can tell you how I feel, don't need a handout
So everytime I'm in the club, I bring the bands out
[Verse]
I can't fake it like you niggas, so I stand out
Got a problem with me, show me what your hands 'bout
Let a nigga whip me, I ain't playing fair
I'ma takе a nigga life, you wanna take it therе
I just fucked this nigga ho, she playing in my hair
You and your homies in a circle, 'cause y'all fucking squares
You ain't gotta keep it real, baby, keep it player
And all that drama you got going, keep it over there
Graduated to a Glock from a switchblade
Don't want relation to these niggas, 'cause they bitch made
I'ma put a ho in training like a sensei
How she got a problem with me when the rent's paid?
[Chorus]
I remember when I used to wear the same clothes
I stayed down, kept it real, why they hate for?
Probably 'cause I got these hundreds in my bankroll
Probably 'cause I'm getting money and you ain't, though
Niggas talking like they know me, but we ain't bros
If a nigga play with me, then it's a case closed
I can tell you how I feel, don't need a handout
So everytime I'm in the club, I bring the bands out
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