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[Verse 1: Nines] Skinny nigga with a fat belly I'm selling cheese straight off the BlackBerry In the night I be chilling with a fly bitch I was born broke but guarantee I die rich Uh, It's that nigga with the crazy flow Wish my niggas in the pen could hear me on the radio These pagans want to hear that Nines got merked No time to write bars, the line's clockwork Armani'd off like it's my clothing line Me and my nigga my streets, we put in overtime Always bunning cheese, I don't know the sober me Off camera I was giving out O's for free They wanna see me quit, one day I be legit Disappear out the hood on some genie shit Rappers want me to slow down but I just begun 5 bricks a day, I had a disgusting run [Bridge: Maestro La Forge, Nines & Choir] CR (CR) (Yo shoutout to all the manden) CR(CR) (Say nuttin) S! (Free all my bros still) (CR) S (Church Road Soldiers) Free my niggas [Verse 2: Nines] I'm about to make history It's the G with more chains than Mr. T Come through looking brighter than a Christmas tree You came for trouble, I came for girls But I still won't hesitate to make it rain with shells You see the neck? I've got to keep a Tec Have a shot, make a nigga dive, Petr Cech You know how much nights I bleached in the bush? Feeling frass cos I mixed the cheese with the kush I'm blowing up like dynamite The flow be china white I'm rhyming tight, I'm shining bright, [?] blinding sight I got all kinds of Nikes, my Air Forces' diamond white I just grind at night, that's why I hardly get time to write I was only 13 when I sold a draw Now I got more green than Bulbasaur I'm about to cop a mansion far abroad Hate to see shit that I can't afford [Hook: Maestro La Forge, Nines, Choir & Inchez] CR (Yeah man) (Yes you know!) (I got Maestrizy on the buttons) CR (Look out for the video) (Yes you know!) S! (Take over) CR S! (Real City, these niggas be on time/That'll soon hit the streets you know) [Verse 3: Nines] Cheeks my grease when I see Police Stones looking like shattered glass in the Jesus Piece 2010 I had a hella run Saw my first 100 G's before I turned 21 Shit was slow when I first started to flip dro Now the wrist glow like a ceiling in a disco Louis Vuitton's on my feet Them niggas OT, got my songs on repeat, Feds got me on a double bell I lost a couple bricks that's another L My new boo's looking like a Cover Girl If I ain't got the strally then the shank's on base My bud's green with orange hair like Blanca's face While these niggas roll around in their fake jewels I just spent £1200 on some suede shoes I can't see the time the way my Rollie glow I expect paybacks, but not guys that owe me dough [Outro: Maestro La Forge, Nines, Choir & Inchez] One more time CR (Yeah) (CR!) (Don't compare me to all these rappers, B/Never that, fam) CR (CR!) S! (We on some BMF shit/I feel you fam/Zino Records/You don't know/Crime Scene) S! (Ice City Jewels in a PT) CR (Yeah) (My city!) (1 Arda, say nutting) CR (My city!) S! (Ah) 1 Arda/S! (I don't have to say nuttin, my nigga just told you) My city! (You dig? Shoutout all the crew: North, South, East, West Larger ever supporting de ting, you na? You dun know!)