[Intro: Hit-Boy]
Check out my next tale
Shit, we doin' more motivation over anything

[Verse 1: Hit-Boy]
Look, check out my next tale
Check out my next tale
Check out my next tale
When I had Nextel (brrt)
I used to chirp 'em in
I used to curve 'em in
I had some birds back then
'Fore I made "Niggas In Paris", I was puttin' shit together like Tetris
I had a bitch pregnant, imagine if she kept it
19, thuggin', 10s on my feet, we were stompin'
Right in the parking lot, fuck, I left Beemer runnin'
Now I got a V12 runnin', big smoke, DUI, fuck it
No, I'm not up-and-comin', I got a thing in the stash
They hatin' on Hit, but I'm here
You though I was just a producer
Now I'm in the booth, gettin' foolish
No Nike check, just do it

[Chorus: Hit-Boy]
Did it all for my doggs, yeah
I just did it all for my doggs, yeah
Did it all for my doggs, yeah
I just did it all for my doggs, yeah
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