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My Crown

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My Crown

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They can't keep a good man down

Always keep a smile when they want me to frown

Keep the vibes and I stood my ground

They will never ever take my crown

(FIYAH!)

Nah, nah!

I'm still the shit, I'm rich already

Fuck around we'll be readin yo' obituary

My whip clean, my watch clean

9 karats hoe, that's what I call a pinky ring

Don't even trick, my heart cold

Around the globe, I'm-I'm-I'm on parole

I ball hard, I go hard

They say I'm grimy, up to no good, oh God

Shawty work that, when she twerk that

She a 10 and she damn close to perfect

I might wan' stunt, throw a hundred racks

Get my man a strap, he gon' get my money back

I'm ghetto right, I'm super hood

I'm shittin on these niggaz like they knew I would

I'm ghetto right, I'm super hood

I'm shittin on these niggaz like they knew I would

Who Jah bless I say no man curse

Things get better when they thought it would be worse

Here comes the officer who's asking for a search

They found no weapon just saw me a draw first

(FIYAH!)

Gram after gram, time after time

I got the grind, I can't help it I got the shine

I do it big, you're stupid big

I could fit like half the projects in my crib

You stick around, I'm outta here

You on the ground, I'm in the Lear

I love yachts, banana boats

Either way, call my nigga, got to get the dope

They done made me mad, now I'm in my bag

And I'm back with the strap, catch a case, beat a case, rich nigga swag

Every step I take, every little itty-bitty move I make

Turn the big bags of birthday cake, I can't even fit this shit in my SAFE!

W-w-wait! Got more money, come and try not to hate

Why you think a nigga in and out of state? I'm a pro on the low when I operate

I get the bread, I blow the bread, I'm flashy, I'm shinin

I get the bread, I blow the bread, and my bitches, and my diamonds

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