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[Verse 1]
I'm rising in this game and it feels great
Still tryna keep it real, ni***s still fake
Been off the label all year, ni*** still ate
Drop the marathon in December, ni***s still late
I'm so impatient, but I still wait
I still show love when I feel hate
On a scale of one to ten, I need a high heel eight
Or better, blowin' this cheddar like I'm Bill Gates
Whatever
I'm in this wind til the movie ends
Smokin' California, eatin Peruvian
Out on Miami beach my ni***s a few of 'em
Dressed like Beverley Hills, the bi***es we usually with
But wishin on a star ni*** took it far
And if I lost it all tomorrow I wouldn't trip at all
They say I'm crazy when I say it
But the fear of fallin off is the only thing that can take your faith
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