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I could show you how to cook right
Can I show you what a millionaire look like?
Aye let me show you how to cook right
This what a millionaire look like

Young n***a in the hood watchin out for hustle
All these n****s with me, I love em like my brother
I am the struggle, I am the hustle
I am the city, homie proud of me did you
I used to say pin this mouse, this n***a co-dependent
Hard way n***a, I got my meals the hard way
Selling crack, millionaire, I love the smart way
Exit the game and got rich, that’s a fade away
Ha-ha, what a millionaire look like?
Yea I can show em how to cook right
Turn a man to a half, turn a brick to a jet
N***a you do the math, you can aim right
Mixtape doing show for the 40
All I need is one mic and a Glock 40
Tot bomb for the killers who never honor the deal
And then ugk to the ceiling,
Can’t describe the feeling

I am in this – fortunate
I am success… fortune live
Mansion life in the crissy
Young n****s with tints
Headshots in the day
Throwin our lives away
I understand her
I come from that land hoe
That’s where they would kill a n***a and I was the man hoe
Shots fired, bullets flying
Coming out that lando
Family cryin, say that s**t so times, hardcore

Mafia, I grew up when freaks and s**t were poppin up
I was hustling, thuggin and keep the cocaine and we’re poppin up
I have bricks down, choppas up, it wasn’t no n***a real as us
City fuckin with me cuz they know a n***a real as f**k
Yea, then the s**t got easy
Told my dog I had a million and he didn’t believe me
I told him cool, roll a brick, bringing 22 easy
I would live it up and die before I heard about Jeezy
For real

I could show you how to cook right
And what a millionaire look like
Yep I could show you how to cook right
And what a multi-millionaire look like n***a

I Am
I Am

Self –Made just like Ross said n***a
You know they gave me s**t potna
Relax about me n***a
Man I tell this everyday motherfuckers faded
Yea I got cutt off yo bush
N***a f**k you talkin bout?
Hah?
Yea
And this that motion picture s**t
Maybe I just embarrass a n***a
We ball and flow extreme n***a
Hey!
This meanest s**t, non-fiction homie
It feel G my n***a
La really will pop



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