Let These Niggaz Know - Billionaire Burke

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Now get 'em

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I remember I’m the one that y’all was hatin' on (Yeah)

Now your baby mama always play my song

20 thousand in the crowd and they sing along (Sing my shit)

I’m the chosen one, I had to prove 'em wrong (Yeah)

Now they got 'em—

Had to let them niggas know (Had to let 'em now)

Ain’t a motherfuckin' joke

Now I call 'em like—

Came from nothin', I was broke (Yeah)

Felonies from sellin' dope

Time to give you fuck niggas all a wake-up call (Wake up, nigga)

I ain’t the one you niggas should be sleepin' on (Sleepin', sleepin')

Had to hustle, bitch, I hustle 'til the reaper call (Reaper)

Where I’m from, you either ballin' or you leachin' off (Yeah)

Remember lil' dirty nigga from the East, I wasn’t tryna get it up

Nights I didn’t eat, I fell asleep and woke up on the bus

My mama put me out, she turned her back so I turned to the drugs

First I sold some soap, then sold some dope, then I became the plug

Bitch, look at me, I can front your man a ki'

I mixed a brick with some drip and made a recipe

Fuck these haters, fuck these hoes, fuck bein' broke

Man, motherfuck that shit twice and let these niggas know

I remember I’m the one that y’all was hatin' on (Hatin', hatin')

Now your baby mama always play my song (Baby)

20 thousand in the crowd and they sing along (Sing my shit)

I’m the chosen one, I had to prove 'em wrong (Make 'em wrong)

Now they got 'em—

Had to let them niggas know (Bet they know now)

Ain’t a motherfuckin' joke

Now I call 'em like—

Came from nothin', I was broke

Felonies from sellin' dope

Broke niggas what these hoes used to call the boy

Dope dealin' had these hoes all up on your boy

I’m a stunna, I’m one hunna, I make all the noise

Anything under 50, you can’t call a toy

Nah, nigga, you can’t call it a toy (Yeah)

I was made for this, thank you Lord, you made me rich

Had to put in all the work but Lord knows that I prayed for this

Had to cut off some fake friends, they was doin' hatin' shit

Now these hoes all on my dick, I guess now I’m they favorite

Told my niggas we gon' make it, this is just delays

Riques lost his crib, I lost some packs and had to pawn my chains

I told him we gon' laugh about that shit on private planes

Now every day a nigga wake up like a holiday

I remember I’m the one that y’all was hatin' on (Hatin', yeah)

Now your baby mama always play my song

20 thousand in the crowd and they sing along (Make 'em sing)

I’m the chosen one, I had to prove 'em wrong

Now they got 'em—

Had to let them niggas know (Bet they know now)

Ain’t a motherfuckin' joke

Now I call 'em like—

Came from nothin', I was broke (Uh, uh)

Felonies from sellin' dope