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Noble

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The life and times of a noble nigga

You lovin' me you lovin' me

Hood but in these million-dollar meetings comfortably

Comfortable

And they ain't bluffin' me

Lion share to **** with me

**** with me

A sweet deal the only time I'm in the bloody seats

Feel me

Pay me well or just don't pay me no attention

Lil' Hugh was him and I'm the baby bro addition uh oh

Rock for niggas who don't pay me no commission

If you playin' your position

I embrace the brodie mission boom

Don DOLLA bustin' plays for the free though

Can't put you on the line

If you gon' cave on the free throw

Niggas meet a challenge and get scraped on some Deebo

This ain't for the emo

I was raised on the G code uh

Dark days made my truth come out in the light

That's the only way I know

Stayin' on go yeah

'Cause made men don't fold yeah

Aimin' on soil ayy

Please don't check for me check your engine light

I heard that you dapped niggas you didn't like

Hey yeah couldn't be me

Niggas showin' fake love uh yo check

Money to the ceiling such a burning feeling uh

Thirty minutes ate her P***y such a thorough finish ah

Candy-painted Caddy sat on thirty inches huh

Whip it real hard they know fat boy he still a chemist

If you can't accept defeat you gotta be the best

Next to me an Eric B it won't take nothin' less nah

Gucci jacket in my khaki with the matchin' vest

A double deck on my new yacht

And your ho comin' next woo

I don't wanna talk if it ain't for the max huh

I just learned the money scramble quarterbacks huh

For the bag eat you like a garlic crab

But matter fact let me hit you

Then I call a cab bah

Call it fast money then I'm haulin' a*s

Double M the flag and still my almanac

Love ridin' on them bags then laugh down to brag

Blowin' kisses at your missus but won't call her back

That

Maybach Music

Maybach Music

Huh

Dark days made my truth come out in the light

That's the only way I know

Stayin' on go yeah

'Cause made men don't fold yeah

Aimin' on soil ayy

Please don't check for me check your engine light

I heard that you dapped niggas you didn't like

Hey yeah couldn't be me

Huh

The difference is I ain't sensitive in my dog days

I call plays that usually end in parlays

Got control you might think I live in an arcade

Star paid got it on lock from Ogden to Barclays

It's different when your upbringing was militant

Had to keep my antennas up they took my innocence

I roll the dice and shoot a seven

Took the game ***** it's a two-eleven

Call God that's 'tween you and reverend