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[Intro]
Oh, you think you’re fancy now? That uh, what is that on your wrist there, uh? That a Rolex?
(Git, git, git, git, git, git)

[Chorus: Belly]
Bust down, Rollie
Audemaur, plain Jane
Blow dank, pour drank
Every day, same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
Bust down, Rollie
Audemaur, plain Jane
Blow dank, pour drank
Every day, same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain

[Verse 1: Belly]
Look, we out there livin’ with the same pain
My dogs bleed from the same veins
Don’t come around if you can’t hang
I’m everything that you lames ain’t
A little change can’t change me
20 years with the same gang
20 years, no off days
No days off, and I maintain
Bowlin’ crazy with the hang time (swish, swish)
Same time
Way back before Maybachs (skrrt, skrrt)
I swear I always had the same drive (woo)
Pumpin’ stuck off the mud
Bucks pour up by the landslide
You ain’t fly, you on standby
I got something that you can’t buy
My older brother, call him rider man
My little brother had the vitamins
My baby brother, he been spazzin’ lately
My mama happy, she been laughin’ lately
First class, two tones
My queen need two thrones
Almost wound up in a group home
Who’s this? New phone

[Chorus: Belly]
Bust down, Rollie
Audemaur, plain Jane
Blow dank, pour drank
Every day, same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
Bust down, Rollie
Audemaur, plain Jane
Blow dank, pour drank
Every day, same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain

[Verse 2: NAV]
Hey, look, AP, bust down Rollie, plain Jane
Me and Belly XO same team, same gang (woah)
Let my nuts summer chain hang (woah)
In the Mulsane havin’ mood swings
30 millimeters ain’t nothing
Watch how my wrist and my neck bling
Stackin’ up, countin’ my blessings
Wedding bands ain’t got no wedding (Woah, yeah)
I just spent a cool 60 on my wristwear (yeah)
Man, I want 10 plain Janes, wanna be like Ric Flair (woo)
My blood diamonds cost me blood and sweat and tears (woo)
Now my mind and all my stones are crystal clear (yeah)
Fake watch busters, ain’t never bustin’ me (nope)
Everyone of my jewelers get paid, they trust in me (yeah)
Took a lean nap, had a dream ’bout a custom piece
I hit up Elliot, he said that he gon’ get it done for me

[Chorus: Belly]
Bust down, Rollie
Audemaur, plain Jane
Blow dank, pour drank
Every day, same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
(same thing)
Bust down, Rollie
Audemaur, plain Jane
Blow dank, pour drank
Every day, same thing
‘Cause we just out here tryna maintain
(same thing)

[Outro: Belly]
Look, yeah, yeah

[Intro]
Uh, uh

[Pre-Chorus 1]
I can feel the bass
From the ceiling to the basement
I don’t feel a thing
Get the fuck up out my face, bitch
I don’t feel a thing
(Yeah I’m faded, yeah I’m shaded)
I don’t feel a thing
I can feel the bass, I can feel the bass

[Chorus]
Distorted, distorted records
Distorted, distorted records
Distorted records, distorted records
Distorted records

[Verse]
First things first, I done heard the worst things
Like if I’ma be top ten, mine’s better be the first name
Out your mouth or even worth saying
Little niggas is my offsprings
They deserve a niggas, first name, middle name, third name
From another planet, Birthplace
Cloud 9, hello earthlings
Our newest president an asshole
I guess that’s why I’m leaving turd stains
Ex used to stay with bad ‘tings
All they listened to was bird things
My girl never liked the bad brains
Foreign hoes got the fur brains
Everything I do ground breaking
Big body make the floor break
Big bass make the world shake
Flacko out here causing earthquakes

[Pre-Chorus 2]
I can feel the bass, I can see the fakes
Word to T.D. Jakes, word to Pastor Ma$e and Kirk Franklin
Get put in place, I’m about the bank
Comma, dollar signs, I’m about my Franklins
I can feel the bass

[Chorus]
Distorted, distorted records
Distorted, distorted records
Distorted, distorted records
Distorted records

[Intro]
Bring that shit back man
We got to do that one man, I like that one
My boy T said that’s it
I really just be stressin’ myself on all this shit
That’s all I really be doin’, you feel me?
Uh, uh, huh, nah, yeah, the trust is fucked up (my trust is fucked up)
She really fucked up (she really fucked up)
Just when I tried to fuck her (I tried to fuck her)
She tryna act the fuck up (she act the fuck up)
So I had to back the fuck up (I back the fuck up)
Had to run them racks the fuck up (racks)
Nah, bitch

[Chorus]
She like damn, they don’t wanna fuck with me no more (nah bitch)
Damn I don’t wanna fuck no more (uh-uh)
Bitch ain’t no callin’ my phone (girl say what?)
Hell no slime, don’t wanna come push up (uh-uh)
Late night, twelve o’clock (twelve o’clock)
She say slime I wanna ride your knob (ride your knob)
I say bitch go’n suck these nuts (these nuts)
Here you go ho, you wanna suck my rocks (suck my rocks)
Yeah ya dig (yeah ya dig)
All these hoes wanna suck my kids (yeah my kids)
Who let slimeball get in? (yeah I’m in now)
Beat that ho from the back, big in (big in)
Backwood bitch, yeah back in (that’s that back end)
At the club, yeah turnt up (turnt up)
And I just got a couple backends (couple backs in)
Nigga wanna hate ’cause my racks in (’cause my racks in)
Still hatin’ nigga from back then (hahahah)

[Verse 1]
It don’t matter, nigga ain’t gon’ change (yeah)
My money runnin’ up right now (right now)
Your bitch wanna fuck right now (right now)
Lame ass nigga run it up right now (run it up)
All these goddamn bucks right now
I got big bucks, big shotgun nigga, big bucks
I’ll fill a nigga up like what the fuck (damn, what the fuck?)
Yeah, his bitch wanna fuck, he didn’t have a clue (well damn)
Yeah, now, what you gon’ do when a big slime come through? (Big Bag)
What you gon’ do when your bitch wanna come through? (Big Bag)
What you gon’ do when that money come through? (Big Bag)
See you with the money, make a bitch go and do (yeah)
Damn y’all some hating ass niggas (yeah)
Damn y’all some lame ass niggas (yeah)
Shady ass, shady ass, shady ass, foo ass, lame ass nigga
I fuck on your ho, damn
Lame ass nigga didn’t know, damn (didn’t know)
Anyway, yeah, anyway (he ain’t have no clue)
Yeah, anyways (he ain’t have no clue)
What you tell ’em slime?
Yeah, anyway (they ain’t have no clue)
Woo (that’s another No Clue, woo)

[Chorus]
She like damn, they don’t wanna fuck with me no more (damn)
Damn I don’t wanna fuck no more (damn)
Bitch ain’t no callin’ my phone (girl say what?)
Hell no slime, don’t wanna come push up (uh-uh)
Late night, twelve o’clock (twelve o’clock)
She say slime I wanna ride your knob (I wanna ride your knob)
I say bitch go’n suck these nuts (suck these nuts)
Here you go ho, you wanna suck my rocks (yeah suck my rocks)
Yeah ya dig (ya dig)
All these hoes wanna suck my kids (uh-huh)
Who let slimeball get in? (big slime)
Beat that ho from the back, big in (uh-huh)
Backwood bitch, yeah back in (back end)
At the club, yeah turnt up (yeah I’m turnt)
And I just got a couple backends (yeah I’m turnt up)
Nigga wanna hate ’cause my racks in (’cause my racks)
Still hatin’ nigga from back then (back then)

[Verse 2]
Back to the daily (daily)
The streets yeah they pay me (yeah they pay me)
Fuck on your ho, your old lady (your old lady)
Skeet in her, let’s have a baby (a baby)
In the kitchen whippin’ babies (babies)
Slime sellin’ all the babies (the babies)
Crack fiends goin’ crazy (crazy)
I’m a real street nigga
East Atlanta but I wasn’t born in Grady (I swear)
Nigga be hatin’, fugazi (fugazi)
Chopper go Slim Shady (blaow)
I been sellin’ Slim Shady, yeah (Slim Shady)
Your ho wanna suck my babies (my babies), yeah yeah yeah
And I like that shit (and I like that shit), yeah yeah
That’s a white lil bitch (that’s alright lil bitch), yeah yeah yeah yeah
That’s a right lil bitch, yeah (yeah that right lil bitch), yeah
And I know, and I know y’all niggas some hoes
(And I know, and I know y’all niggas some hoes)
And I know y’all, know y’all pockets ain’t swole
(And I know, and I know y’all pockets ain’t swole)
And I know y’all mad, y’all hate on Big Bag
(Y’all know y’all niggas still hate on Big Bag)
‘Cause Big Bag, yeah he got big bags (big bags)
All of this money, I gotta do the dash (yeah)
Two hundred on the dash (yee-uum)
All of this money, your bitch wanna fuck
Two hundred, yeah that’s cash, yeah (she like that)
Yeah, why you count do that? (do that)
Big slimeball why you do that? (why you do that?)
Geekin’ in your ho, all on her (all up in her cootie)
Slappin’ on her booty (yeah)

[Chorus]
She like damn, they don’t wanna fuck with me no more (damn)
Damn I don’t wanna fuck no more (damn)
Bitch ain’t no callin’ my phone (girl say what?)
Hell no slime, don’t wanna come push up (uh-uh)
Late night, twelve o’clock (twelve o’clock)
She say slime I wanna ride your knob (I wanna ride your knob)
I say bitch go’n suck these nuts (suck these nuts)
Here you go ho, you wanna suck my rocks (yeah suck my rocks)
Yeah ya dig (ya dig)
All these hoes wanna suck my kids (uh-huh)
Who let slimeball get in? (big slime)
Beat that ho from the back, big in (uh-huh)
Backwood bitch, yeah back in (back end)
At the club, yeah turnt up (yeah I’m turnt)
And I just got a couple backends (yeah I’m turnt up)
Nigga wanna hate ’cause my racks in (’cause my racks in)
Still hatin’ nigga from back then (back then)

[Outro]
But you’ll be alright though, you feel me
‘Cause eventually you’ll catch up and you’ll get you some money
But until then, you feel me
Uh, yeah, in there, uh
Uh, yeah, in there, uh, ooh
But when I want to though

[Chorus]
But daddy made it out – out of the ghetto
Believe in your dreams, believe you me, don’t let go
We’re living it up -we’re having a good time baby
I was born uptown of the ghetto dream, now ain’t life crazy?
Daddy made it out – out of the ghetto
Believe in your dreams, believe you me, don’t let go
We’re living it up – having a good time baby
I was born uptown of the ghetto dream, now don’t be lazy

[Verse 1]
Trenchtown have a grandson
Growin’ up to be somebody
Gong to Zilly, yo me flow phenomenally
I am the kind of thing that doesn’t happen normally
I’m a one in a zillion yo dawg
If you want some, good life finally
Perhaps change your night time hobby
Come out of the old crime lobby
And benefit from your wisdom
Me ah gwaan live it up life is better than great
Every other day mi voice a dozen dubplate
Put in our hustle, we nuh sidung and wait
Tough up unnu muscle, no it’s never too late
Fi gwaan celebrate inna rich people place
Di likkle rastaman from Trenchtown fly di gate
With food inna plate and drinks inna crate
We sing till da neighbour dem wake

[Chorus]
But daddy made it out – out of the ghetto
Believe in your dreams, believe you me, don’t let go
We’re living it up -we’re having a good time baby
I was born uptown of the ghetto dream, now ain’t life crazy?
Daddy made it out – out of the ghetto
Believe in your dreams, believe you me, don’t let go
We’re living it up – having a good time baby
I was born uptown of the ghetto dream, now don’t be lazy

[Verse 2]
Uptown Jamaica born an’ raised
On the playground is where I spend most of my days
Burnin’ Babylon and dem dirty ways
While watchin’ all the rich kids goin’ astray
Uptown Jamaica born an’ raised
On the playground is where I spend most of my days
Big city life Kingston and Mobay
And if you think me sell out tell dem ain’t no way
So, live it up, Trenchtown to Rema
Riverton, Southside to Jungle
Sherlock, Garden to Spanglers
Payneland, Three Mile to Backto
Portmore, Seaview, Spanish Town
Nine Mile, Brownstown to Flankers
Falmouth, Westside, Orange Hill

[Chorus]
But daddy made it out – out of the ghetto?
Believe in your dreams, believe you me, don’t let go
We’re living it up -we’re having a good time baby
I was born uptown of the ghetto dream, now ain’t life crazy?
Daddy made it out – out of the ghetto
Believe in your dreams, believe you me, don’t let go
We’re living it up – having a good time baby
I was born uptown of the ghetto dream, now don’t be lazy

[Chorus]
But daddy made it out – out of the ghetto
Believe in your dreams, believe you me, don’t let go
We’re living it up -we’re having a good time baby
I was born uptown of the ghetto dream, now ain’t life crazy?
Daddy made it out – out of the ghetto
Believe in your dreams, believe you me, don’t let go
We’re living it up – having a good time baby
I was born uptown of the ghetto dream, now don’t be lazy

[Verse 1]
Trenchtown have a grandson
Growin’ up to be somebody
Gong to Zilly, yo me flow phenomenally
I am the kind of thing that doesn’t happen normally
I’m a one in a zillion yo dawg
If you want some, good life finally
Perhaps change your night time hobby
Come out of the old crime lobby
And benefit from your wisdom
Me ah gwaan live it up life is better than great
Every other day mi voice a dozen dubplate
Put in our hustle, we nuh sidung and wait
Tough up unnu muscle, no it’s never too late
Fi gwaan celebrate inna rich people place
Di likkle rastaman from Trenchtown fly di gate
With food inna plate and drinks inna crate
We sing till da neighbour dem wake

[Chorus]
But daddy made it out – out of the ghetto
Believe in your dreams, believe you me, don’t let go
We’re living it up -we’re having a good time baby
I was born uptown of the ghetto dream, now ain’t life crazy?
Daddy made it out – out of the ghetto
Believe in your dreams, believe you me, don’t let go
We’re living it up – having a good time baby
I was born uptown of the ghetto dream, now don’t be lazy

[Verse 2]
Uptown Jamaica born an’ raised
On the playground is where I spend most of my days
Burnin’ Babylon and dem dirty ways
While watchin’ all the rich kids goin’ astray
Uptown Jamaica born an’ raised
On the playground is where I spend most of my days
Big city life Kingston and Mobay
And if you think me sell out tell dem ain’t no way
So, live it up, Trenchtown to Rema
Riverton, Southside to Jungle
Sherlock, Garden to Spanglers
Payneland, Three Mile to Backto
Portmore, Seaview, Spanish Town
Nine Mile, Brownstown to Flankers
Falmouth, Westside, Orange Hill

[Chorus]
But daddy made it out – out of the ghetto?
Believe in your dreams, believe you me, don’t let go
We’re living it up -we’re having a good time baby
I was born uptown of the ghetto dream, now ain’t life crazy?
Daddy made it out – out of the ghetto
Believe in your dreams, believe you me, don’t let go
We’re living it up – having a good time baby
I was born uptown of the ghetto dream, now don’t be lazy