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Wait Wait Wait
How we gone get this chicken
How we gone get this cash
Get this chicken
How we gone get this bag
So how we gone get this chicken
How we get this bag
We gone head straight to the kitchen
Then we gone flip that gas
They gone try to flip our vision
They gone try to add they dash
They don't know we independent
And they gone have to kiss my ass
Wait Wait Wait Wait
Wait Wait Wait Wait Wait
Wait till I get my money straight
I'mma need you to hop up out my face
What's your issue
What your mission
I always see you in my
Email talking business
You say you love the work
I make, I know, no kidding
But see I need more than your words
I need some digits
So what you giving
What's the ticket
If you wanna use my image
And my likeness that ain't nickels
Oh that's slightly out yo budget
Well it seems you're in a pickle
And there ain't no way I'm budging
Because uh that's not realistic
I'm one man dynasty
And you can't lie to me
I know my worth
And know that time ain't free
This monopoly don't park
Your car on Park Place property
Because that's what I can see
That this is about to be
My older self gone be so proud of me
He say no to low hanging fruit
Because he is the money tree
Listening I hear Goapele tell me
I'm closer to my dreams
So please baby boy don't lose no steam
Please baby boy don't take no deal
Because we ain't far as it might just seem
Let's get this C.R.E.A.M
So how we gone get this chicken
How we get this bag
We gone head straight to the kitchen
Then we gone flip that gas
They gone try to flip our vision
They gone try to add they dash
They don't know we independent
And they gone have to kiss my ass
Wait Wait Wait Wait
Wait Wait Wait Wait Wait
Wait till I get my money straight
I'mma need you to hop up out my face
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, holup
Haven't you forget which of us is the owner
I don't need you here breathing over my shoulder
Little brother not allowed to hold the controller
This is my whip boy I don't need a chauffeur
Tryna hitch ride now you just cutting corners
I'm the one who's grinding you just mediocre
I'm the one who's shining I don't need exposure
You can keep the warm regards and salutations
You can keep the NFRs, affiliations
Imma keep my guard up cause you talking brazen
Or I can just walk up off this conversation
Tryna offer pennies for some bills
Tryna offer copper for a steal
Can't afford my price, let's keep it real
Can't afford me now, you never will
He say no to low hanging fruit
Because he is the money tree
Listening I hear Goapele tell me
I'm closer to my dreams
So please baby boy don't lose no steam
Please baby boy don't take no deal
Because we ain't far as it might just seem
Let's get this C.R.E.A.M
So how we gone get this chicken
How we get this bag
We gone head straight to the kitchen
Then we gone flip that gas
They gone try to flip our vision
They gone try to add they dash
They don't know we independent
And they gone have to kiss my ass
Wait Wait Wait Wait
Wait Wait Wait Wait Wait
Wait till I get my money straight
I'mma need you to hop up out my face
Wait Wait Wait Wait
Wait Wait Wait
Wait till I get my money straight
I'mma need you to hop up out my face

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