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Rwt Lyrics - Detroit - Big Sean

Yup, yup 

I look up 

Cause I can't look down on you bitch niggas no mo, man 

If that casket ain't 24 karot gold when I die 

Then I ain't made enough fucking money man and that's real talk 

God 

This my roll weed time 

 

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Don't turn it into dead in the street time 

Her legs do the peace sign 

Know the hood so well don't need street signs 

Young rich 

and iconic 

Big titties I'm signin' 

Burnin' bitches and chronic 

Big white smoke clouds every time I talk, does it look like I'm in a comic? 

Everything I rock I designed it 

realer nigga, won't find it 

Okay, I be stackin' that cheddar, bet that shit won't expire 

Got me ballin' so hard, I need me Jerry Maguire 

I made a mil before twenty-five, man and I ain't even no lie 

Bitch I ain't sayin' that shit to brag neither, I'm sayin' that to inspire 

I'm like, damn boy, fuck you sayin' boy? 

Hatin' on me, knowin' that you is a fan boy 

When I'm around you call me Cuz like we fam boy? 

Rappin' like me let's me know that I'm the man boy 

Okay, Hennessy and Bombay is a real nigga entree 

I gave her my grande 

my food is picante 

My girls is Beyonce 

your boyfriend beyond gay 

I seen him hang with Deandre and they was lookin' like prom dates 

One time for my hood 'til I go in the ground 

I'm throwin' it up cause they holdin' me down 

I'm perverted as fuck, got a pole in the house 

Got your girl and your girl and they hoein' it out 

But you standin' outside cause no hoes is allowed 

If you work like I work, you would throw in the towel 

Once you get in this life, man, there's no comin' out 

And haters look at me like snow in the south 

Surprise nigga 

Man fuck it, I'm on, you off and I hope you die nigga 

Why you alive nigga? 

I'm stackin' dough cause my momma addicted to spas 

Yeah I'm the one that these hatin' niggas despise 

You better take off your fuckin' disguise, nigga 

Bitch-made is in your eyes nigga 

Lies nigga 

Shut the fuck up, everything'll be fine 

Cause this my roll weed time 

 

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