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I'm at the PHX, goin' in, 'boutta board another flight to New York
Sell out another show, another win, 'boutta put the whole gang on tour
I'm twinnin' 'em up, I need an award
I'm gon' put the whole team highest floor
You know where I'm at, 44th floor
Tryna get to me, 44 doors, yeah
Oh, they all wanna talk? Tell 'em up the score
I don't got time to be talkin' the bullshit, lames tell me I be poor
Yeah, I don't got time to be switchin' back and forth from lanes, bitch, I'm in the Porsche
And they be sayin' that I sound like a couple names, I ain't goin' for it
I tell 'em fuck that, I'm goin' forward 'cause it took a minute to get where I'm at
I ain't had shit, I was getting done, now I make her suck on my dick in the back
I ain't have shit way back then, they was tryna play around with my cap
I turned to a superstar, no cap
And yes, I'm a big baller, that's facts
Own it to myself, I don't need nobody else sittin' in the coach, clear the whole jet
I was on a small plane, but I want it way bigger, fuck it, took the whole jet
I was just a lil' kid with a big dream tryna make it work out, for real
I turned to a big kid on the big stage, Mama, what you know about that?
I'm at the PHX, goin' in, 'boutta board another flight to New York
Sell out another show, another win, 'boutta put the whole gang on tour
I'm twinnin' 'em up, I need an award
I'm gon' put the whole team highest floor
You know where I'm at, 44th floor
Tryna get to me, 44 doors, yeah
