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marble - payroll giovanni lyrics

[intro]
i went from the slums to the ‘burbs
from crumbs to a bird, from hoodies to a fur
i went from pitchin’ on the stoop
to sittin’ in a coupe, i spit my truth inside the booth
4*1

[verse 1]
man, i came a long way (long way)
i come home to marble after long days (long days)
used to power up off of strong “yay” (yuh)
that’s when we rocked baggy clothes and long chains (haha)
long live roc and rj (love y’all)
j was flashin’ knots in them hallways (stacks)
roc’ll lurk on a n*gga broad day (yuh)
loyalty is everything, always
i’m a rich n*gga, baby, i’m the sh*t
push mercedes with the kit, got your lady on my d*ck (yuh)
you wanna buy my watch? cool, you can pay me with a brick
dog food not coke, boy, this eighty on my wrist (eighty)
maybe i’m the sh*t, what’s the evidence? sh*t, it’s evident
tell a b*tch you in my clique, sh*t, you better hit (you better)
rose gold chain, rose ‘dweller, this my second kit
i can switch all of this up in one second, b*tch (in a second)
now, i’m rockin’ platinum in the party (platinum)
benz after benz parked at the after party (pull them benz’s up)
v12 engines, but we still came tardy (yuh)
chanel shades on, but the shooter wearin’ carti’s (strapped)

[chorus]
i broke whole things down to partials (broke ‘em down)
so, i can get the cribs full of marble (yuh)
to get through my gate, you need a code (you need a code)
to get a coupe like this, you need a load (you need a load)
d*mn, dawg, we came a long way (long way)
(man, a long way, dawg)
used to sell crack broad day (broad day)
(we ain’t give a f*ck about that sh*t)
seen the narcs and get startled (get startled)
(where them n*ggas go?)
now, the mansion floor is marble

[verse 2]
you can make me or break me, you can love me or hate me
y’all can do whatever fits, i’m gettin’ money, my baby
i don’t seek new friends, i don’t speak to loose ends
i don’t cry ‘bout losses, i take that sh*t on the chin
amiri jeans is a g, yeah, that’s somethin’ to me
you got a clue what the f*ck i had to do for a g? (you got a clue?)
i had to go to the trenches, buy a ounce, and watch ‘em whip it (whip it)
then, chop it with a razor and bag it up when i’m finished (yeah)
fiends comin’ short, along with my worker
one n*gga ran off, and now i wanna see him murdered (that n*gga gone)
and that was just to make a lil g
that’s why i never trip when a fan wanna speak (come on)
or wanna take a picture
i done seen all aspects of a dealer (yuh)
it was dingy hoodies way before a chinchilla
we used to sit in spots
now, it’s marble floors with the granite countertops
but it’s lonely at the top (d*mn)
i wish some would come with me (come on)
seen they tried to hold me back, yeah, sh*t can get tricky
i had to move different when my watch was worth fifty (fifty)
now, the crib ‘bout a good hour from the city (yuh)

[chorus]
i broke whole things down to partials (broke ‘em down)
so, i can get the cribs full of marble (yuh)
to get through my gate, you need a code (you need a code)
to get a coupe like this, you need a load (you need a load)
d*mn, dawg, we came a long way (long way)
used to sell crack broad day (broad day)
(give a f*ck)
seen the narcs and get startled (get startled)
(where them n*ggas go?)
now, the mansion floor is marble (yuh)

- payroll giovanni lyrics

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