[Intro: A-Reece]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Hook: A-Reece]
All of that money
All of these clothes
All of these bitches, yeah
Ice on my lobes
And this big ass crib that a young nigga live in, yeah
That shit don't make me who I am
That shit don't make me real
That shit don't make me who I am
That shit don't make me real, yeah
All of that money
All of these clothes
All of these bitches, yeah
Ice on my lobes
And this big ass crib that a young nigga live in, yeah
That shit don't make me who I am
That shit don't make me real
That shit don't make me who I am
That shit don't make me real, yeah

[Verse 1: Ex Global]
Yeah, he chose her, but she chose me
Yeah, he don't love her, she always lonely
All the haters, it's hard to know me
But I go like I'm Kobe
I've been waiting so you can show me, that you can
All I know you phone me
All those racks, all those hits
All that shit I've never had
That shit don't make me who I am
That shit don't make me real
And now I'm booming like I'm Metro, like I got a deal
He know I'm gone, I hope you take the time to really heal
And now I'll suffer untill the time you come up to the hills
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