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Figurez Made It

The way I feel right now, I can not express
She pulled me closer, said, "Give me some pleasure"

When I hit from the back she make funny expressions
On the west they insure all my P´s like Progressive
I don´t let no one charge me on overprotection
I´m goin´ after rap money, that´s the agenda
If my dogs actin´ funny, you know they attentive
Sign to me, I give all of my artists the center
Ride with me when these guys out of town in they rentals
Niggas hatin´ so we keep our heads on a swivel
Got it with me and he got his hand on a pistol
When he came home from prison, I told him I miss him
She´s gon´ count ´em like sheep so I told her to watch it
They pass me that strain, boy, that shit got me coughin´

I done ran up the set now the shit got me poppin´
And the FP come back it fit right in my pocket
I put bread on my work tryna keep it on lock
Couple racks on my pinky never go regular
Plannin´ for months only flight I could take it on
Hit every ATM up that´s on eighty-five
Got there took the bag out for twenty-five
Shot at your chest, nigga, you better look alive
Took a bale out the pack, so you know it could get live
Put extra inside of of the bag, I was chillin´
Every alias I get for myself, I´m unlimited
My condo is private my BM don´t visit it
They see me in traffic and they want a pic with me
Got a call from a ho, she said, "You got some dick for me?"

If you wanna be part of the circle, hit a lick with me
Yeah, you get burned if you tryna finesse
I could have a nigga burn you for less
I love when she fuck me the best
Dirty steel put a hole in your chest
They love me, my price is the best
Got you lined back-to-back on the chest
Go to sleep and I wake up to racks
Used to sleep with the roaches and rats
That´s the reason I´m goin´ so hard on these tracks
That´s the reason I run on the racks
I ain´t goin´ back broke, I could never go back
These producers ain´t wanna send beats to me
They were tryna keep all the heat from me
Poppin´ artists, they ain´t wanna feature me
And I never complained, had to get my own name

Had to start my own wave, now I´m heavily paid
All the DJs were holdin´ they nuts
Try and rob they get shot in the gut
Fuck that shit, I ain´t wifin´ no slut
Skippin´ school, smokin´ weed in the cut
IG model, she beggin´ to fuck
But I´m really not focused on her
And the plug, he just dropped me some work