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[Intro] Anybody OKE I need anybody It's the moment ya'll been waiting for Anybody I need Anybody I need Interscope, we had a good run right? Ha ha [Verse 1] Listening to that Drake album like oh shit This nigga Drizzy got me thinking 'bout my old bitch You know what? Fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch You got some bottles in your section, you can fuck that bitch Jesus piece was a motherfucker Gotta thank God like a motherfucker Interscope ain't promote that ho But Jimmy Iovine still my motherfucker I'm back like Joe Budden hair if he grow it I just signed with Cash Money, yeah nigga, you know it Spending all my motherfuckin' money in LIV Like goddamn bitch, can a motherfucker live? Can a motherfucker live? Can a motherfucker live? Brand new deal, drop top 'gatti Coconut grove, can a motherfucker LIV? Fly as a jet, motherfuckin' lear MIA buzzing like a motherfucking beer Real nigga here, real nigga career Body any rap nigga, I'm so sincere Six bottles Ciroc, couple hoes in here Couple old niggas from a 4-4 in here Nigga ain't dolo here Got Desert Eagles under niggas' Polo here Bitch bag back so my logo clear It's Rich Gang. Dollar signs on the big chain Ain't nothing new, I've been fucking with Wayne [Hook] Hanging out that window, throwing West Side up, like Pac and you know In the club with Stunna popping off and you know 20K at king of diamonds bitch, and you know California king ho, just so you know And you know And you know And you know Just so you know [Verse 2] Listening to this Big Sean like, "Oh shit" My lil nigga Kendrick kills you on your own shit But I fuck with Sean, it's just Compton, nigga I helped him get his Jesus piece back from the monsters, nigga I've been the middle man for rap niggas and jewelry Niggas ask me find they shit like I'm motherfuckin' Siri IPhone, S nigga, five homes, yes nigga New coupe snap back with the roof Hunned 80 proof, gotta throw it back to proof Air Jordan Ones, North Carolina I'm killing these bitches like Rae Carruth They salute like soldiers, nigga Been woke the game up like Folgers nigga Treat em like lawn chairs, fold a nigga Still got the West Coast on my shoulders, nigga Key to the city, rap polices is watching Hundred thousand on funerals Bitches calling me Robin Cause I'm a hood nigga, doing good, nigga I'm God's favorite, I wish you would nigga [Hook]
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