YFN Lucci, Bigga Rankin Documentary cover

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Verse 1
(Real nigga radio)
Verse 2
They say life is a gift
And freedom is a privilege
If you abuse any of them
Your journey can be very complicated, young nigga
Talk to 'em Lucci!
Verse 3
Uh, what you heard nigga?
Nah, fuck what you heard
I keep two lil goonies on the lurk
My bitch gotta cool lil twenty in her purse
See we was known to air it out first
Told Bop, wait let me air em' out first
They talkin' bout drugs they ain't never had work
Lu preach to em' real nigga church
See I was on the way, started from the bottom now I'm straight
Bout to cop an Audemars Piguet
Yesterday I flew to Saint Tropez
Met a plug yesterday, you know the whole crew ate
Everywhere we go we eat steak
I got my brother with me each and everyday
Most of 'em with me probably tryna beat a case
And if he don't the other one with licensed with the K
Yeah, know we ridin' K everyday
Ran up the money had to put it in the safe
I swear it's hard to chose Mulsanne or the Wraith
4 4 2 you don't wanna race
Ion't know why she act different
But when a nigga gone she goin' miss me
All them muthafuckin shoes all that Tiffany
All them tattoos all them piercings
Momma be stressin' be patient it's comin'
Told you your boy was gone make it you know it
We go war with whoever, whoever
I stack that money forever, forever
We put that money together got extra
Pour out the pint man we never gone measure
Whole lot of types I ain't never gone settle, ain't never gone settle
Verse 4
You know
Like I use to risk my life for this shit
You know
You know we really got stripes for this shit
You know
Verse 5
This is no facade, I don't want no bodyguard
I need me a Nicki Minaj, I need me like two freaky broads
I'm on broadway, fucked up how they did Mitch in the hallway
I'm fucked up gotta get rich in this hallway
I swear I really got rich in the hallway
My mother lost her sister, her mother lost her daughter
Then my mother lost her mother, then my grandma lost her mother
Then I fucked around and lost my cousin
Never thought I never see Muffin
Never thought Fellow spot will get busted
Shit fucked a whole bunch of money
Lord save me, save me
Power like a Mason, Mason
Dreams come true gotta chase it, chase it
If you love something embrace it
The bond we share can't break it
I'ma give you my heart don't break it
Me and you girl that's amazing
If you ever leave I'll be waitin'
Come back to me girl, I wanna take you and show you off girl
I wanna take you and travel the world
I wanna dip you in diamonds and pearls
Hope I make somethin', gotta make somethin'
The way we was raised up we might take somethin'
You know a nigga love gettin' paper
This a real nigga celebration
Verse 6
Yeah, yeah
See we unstoppable
You know we done been through so much, nigga you can't stop us
You know
Yeahh, yeah
True story, this is my story
Long Live Nut forever
Yeahh, yeah
This is my story
True story
Hope we make somethin', gotta make somethin'
The way we raised up might take somethin'
This a real nigga celebration

Writer(s):Lyrics © TIG7 PUBLISHING
Copyright: Keante Morton, Rayshawn Bennett
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