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The Wizard
Some things out of my control
Gotta stay in my zone
Know what I'm saying
I just told Richie we rich
Woo
Sometimes I sit down, wrist on gold
I done made it without selling my soul
Bad b---h laying down in a robe
Ask me how I made a mil' and didn't fold
Asking 'bout these VV's, VV's, dripping
Keeping it cold, I'm so different, yeah
Lot of b-----s wanna feel this energy
Couple real friends turned enemy
Different, I done customized the Bentley, yeah
Difference, I done f----d a few stars, yeah
Probably know a couple names on the list
Some you don't know, they anonymous
Fluorescent but keep the jewelry on a miss
Never on the shelf, never on the shelf, yeah
I don't need no stylist, I can dress myself "I don't need a stylist"
Gotta watch the diamonds and they match the belt
Tryna give advice, need to help yourself
Tryna save me, need to save yourself
I can hear the hate even if I'm deaf
You childish, n---a, yeah, you childish, n---a
Jealous of my wrist and my diamonds
Jealous 'cause these hoes out here wilding, yeah, yeah
They say I'm the one that inspired them, yeah, yeah
They say I'm the one that can excite 'em "You the one"
Sometimes I sit down, wrist on gold
I done made it without selling my soul
Bad b---h laying down in a robe
Ask me how I made a mil' and didn't fold
Asking 'bout these VV's, VV's, dripping
Keeping it cold, I'm so different, yeah "I'm so different"
Lot of b-----s wanna feel this energy "Feel my energy"
Couple real friends turned enemy
Brought my dices with me, had to skip class
Had to tell so many I ain't coming back
Yeah yeah, I ain't coming back
Yeah yeah, I ain't coming back
B---h went to the 'Gram to write a book "Why she do that?"
Tryna steal the bands from me like a crook "Bands"
Don't you judge me off mistakes I've made
Talk s--t, gotta take it to the grave "For live"
Wrist rocky, talking V-V-V's
B-----s sucking out my energy
She'll f--k my brother for the currency
Dawg ho, and these dawgs ain't free
Never on the shelf, always fresh to death
I don't need a stylist, I can dress myself
Drugs in my system, don't play it fair
B-----s take advantage, know I need help
Sometimes I sit down, wrist on gold
I done made it without selling my soul
Bad b---h laying down in a robe
Ask me how I made a mil' and didn't fold
Asking 'bout these VV's, VV's, dripping
Keeping it cold, I'm so different, yeah
Lot of b-----s wanna feel this energy
Couple real friends turned enemy
Brought my dices with me, had to skip class
Had to tell so many I ain't coming back
Yeah yeah, I ain't coming back
Yeah yeah, I ain't coming back
Asking 'bout these VV's, VV's, dripping
Keeping it cold, I'm so different, yeah
Lot of b-----s wanna feel this energy
Couple real friends turned enemy