gotta escape Dip off in the Wraith You come to the crib and get stopped at the gate I'm gettin' this cake I put in the hours These broke niggas sour I'm gettin' the chicken, the season, the flour, the weed gettin' louder See I'm in my zone, nigga just leave me alone They wanna copy the swag and the blueprint These niggas is really my clones Can't be repeated, the money I want it I need it My bank account sexy, and plus I'm already conceited Niggas is dreaming reality I sold out the show at capacity They should be proud but they mad at me My month to month check is they salary Fuck it that shit… Traduire en français Source : Musixmatch