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Black socks, black kicks, black jeans Black shirt, black hat, gold ring Gold watch please hate on me It's been long time so no stunt doubles needed I got it, been waiting, so I’m about to eat Buffet at the table with Blaine and CLV And some model chicks keeping both my niggas company Same chick for five years thats been beside me And we looking like money cause we worked hard to get it Folks scream illuminati cause we a group of niggas Who ain't supposed to be winning, or living like some kings I got my finger in the air and there ain't no stopping me Been told if you're looked down upon you're doing shit correct They must have realized, I was the last one they want to test The king of the jungle, didn't think that I was focused More accomplishing from a year or two ago like I was hoping I never talk about my moves, just let them speak like my nikes I just do And let them show themselves off and then have a word or two You can't stop what ain't meant to be, and this is destiny With my dynasty, ain’t no chance you gon’ compete Picture me, rollin top back, all white like Tony Montana Smoking, playing PAC, in some silk pajamas Screaming fuck the world and anybody that’s hating in it I ain't close to being finished [Hook] Uh ohhh, here comes trouble Uh ohhh, here comes trouble Uh ohhh, here comes trouble Uh ohhh, here comes trouble Uh ohhh, here comes trouble (you want it, now you got it, you want it, now you got it) Uh ohhh, here comes trouble (you got it, now you fear it, you got it, now you fear it) Uh ohhh, here comes trouble (you fear it, ‘cause you can’t beat it, you feat it, ‘cause you can’t beat it) Uh ohhh, here comes trouble (now tell me what the fuck y’all gon’ do now) Most niggas think they grinding But they not Bitch I'm in this shit for real Most niggas think they styling But they not They a bunch if hypebeasts Most niggas think they showing out But they not, I done had four in the last five days Told the whole rap game they better make way I’ll be damned if they putting salt on my Smiley last name Want to make joke asking have I smiled today Bitch naw, but I have made some money In my sweatpants, no shirt, blunt and drink in my hands Signed a contract for a show, and that's all me Dropped an album with no label, and that's all me That's the shit dudes in this city hate to see Why you think they cut they eyes when they see a nigga, out and try to play funny with me and my team Don't got to like a nigga to respect his ass You can't deny what's real man I'm going to last In this game that’s addicting, yo, I done known many To start off in this shit but just end up quitting Yeah, keep the beat playing, shoot it through my veins This that shit that I am going to need forever Last night got a piece of mind and talked to god and he told me that I was going to be a legend [Hook]
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