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Look, grandma, yeah, a couple cubes of ice Bout to shit on some niggas, go get them baby

Not the real hood, homie, not the rap hood

Game full of suckas and you wonder why they act good

Could say I'm the realest, but shit, they all do

Confront like I got it, but shit, they bald too

I'm just breezin' in the Chronic on some other shit

Niggas better learn who they fuckin' with

Think I want that 9 -6 Lincoln with the gold 13s

Peanut butter leather, black gloss, so clean

First you gotta have a vision, then you execute the plan

Told them niggas way back I been a man

Got my hand on that wood grain, bustin' moves

Can't appreciate the wins if you never lose

And yeah, them niggas might do it, but it doesn't feel the same

Over all these niggas' heads, so I'm fuckin' with the plan

Like I did it before, and we gon' do it again

Be the places I been, be the places I been

Why you up in the game and you ain't playin' to win?

Be the places I been, be the places I been

Be the places I been

Dirty game, squeaky clean, Dana Daines

Sneakers insane, diamonds in my pinky rings

Cause I done the very thing, sucka said I can't

Nine places where them suckas ain't

Fuck em though, they don't get another ball

You know what bro, I'm finna cop another cup

Wait, if they mad I'll give fuck

I'm just tryna bring all of my niggas up

Circle of bosses, million dollar office

Miracle workers, fast talkers

Bloody murders, money mergers

Shit'll haunt ya, haters on ya

Bitches want to do it all for ya

Until you fall off, then they off ya

Ain't that's cold, shit was all good just a week ago

I tried to warn your body, you ain't hear me though

Pass that doobie, then we go, just give and go

Like I did it before, and we gon' do it again

Be the places I been, be the places I been

Places you gone, be the places I been

Why you up in the game and you ain't playin' to win

Places you gone, be the places I been

Places you gone, be the places I been

Places you gone, be the places I been

Ain't even 30, they call me OG

Seein' them angles the mothers don't see

Plenty ways to get that paper if you think about it

Read the scheme about it, spent all these dreamin' bout it

SNAP started up my own enterprise

Jet life planes on them motherfuckin' rides

Flew through a couple clouds, then we got above em'

And when you speakin' on the best, we in them discussions

And Spitta scooped me up in the coupe

Same night, introduced me to Snoop

Ride through the city and he gave me the game

Showed me I could get change without havin' to change

Guess we made our own name and y 'all wanna swerve in it

Copy the style and hope you can earn with it

But the people see through ya and they wantin' real

Tired of the fake shit, want the shit they can feel