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Yeah, uh, that's right, uh
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh
I was raised by the wolves (I was raised by)
I was raised by the wolves (I was raised by)
I was raised by the wolves, ate 'til they full (I was raised by)
Runnin' through the night, playin' with your life
Go against the pack, that's risking your life (I was raised by)
Better play it right, yeah, you better play it right
I got loyalty in blood, I do anything for love
And everything for us (us, yeah)
Doing everything like everything ain't been too much (I'm too much)
You know my favorite time to come through for you is the clutch
Last second, what a rush, look
I'm the type to talk to the stars (I look up), straight up
These ain't tattoos, these are scars
My young dogs will tear you and the witnesses apart (straight up)
They care 'bout starving more
Than they do 'bout a charge (woah, woah, woah)
Me, I can't break a commitment (no)
I done seen people fuck up the whole team 'cause
They couldn't play they position (play your position)
Talking about they didn't mean it, bitch
You know the road to hell was paved with good intentions
I see myself in my nemesis (see)
I contemplated forgiveness (no)
I think I lost all my innocence (yeah)
All my life depend on this, this ain't no simple sucker shit (woah)
Try and steal and you get bit, that's what you motherfuckin' get
I feel safer taking risks and I can't eat this on my own life
Put my back against the wall just to see how much I've grown, dawg
I was raised by the wolves, ate 'til they full (I was raised by)
Runnin' through the night, playin' with your life
Go against the pack, that's risking your life (I was raised by)
Better play it right, better play it right
I was raised by the wolves, ate 'til they full
Runnin' through the night, playin' with your life
Go against the pack, that's risking your life
Better play it right, yeah, you better play it right
I was raised by the wolves (wolves), paid all my dues (dues)
Always in the game and never played by the rules (rules)
Tried to let me leave (leave), fell down to my knees (knees)
Picked myself up and turned my back to the breeze, oh-oh
Spent a milli' on a milli', mama look at me (oh)
With all these diamond chokers, man, it's gettin' hard to breathe
Now that you are family, cut some branches off my tree (wow)
But if you in my circle, know I'll always be around ('round)
Don't let me down (down)
You said you'd die for me, well, there's the ground
Ice on my wrist, ice in my veins
But it's a cold, cold world, and you can be predator, you can be prey
I was raised by the wolves, ate 'til they full (ate 'til they full)
Runnin' through the night, playin' with your life
Go against the pack, that's risking your life (risking your life)
Better play it right, better play it right
'Cause I was raised by the wolves (by the wolves)
Ate 'til they full ('til they full)
Runnin' through the night (through the night)
Playin' with your life (with your life)
Go against the pack, that's risking your life (risking your life)
Better play it right, yeah, you better play it right
I was raised by the wolves (I was raised by)
I was raised by the wolves (I was raised by)
I was raised by the wolves, ate 'til they full (I was raised by)
Runnin' through the night, playin' with your life
Go against the pack, that's risking your life
Better play it right, yeah, you better play it right (woo)
What of the dollar you murdered for?
Is that the one fighting for your soul?
Or your brother's the one that you're running from?
But if you got money, fuck it, 'cause I want some
B-I-G
Oh, God, whoa
Okay, ain't nobody fuckin' with my clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
Ain't nobody fresher than my motherfuckin' clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
As I look around, they don't do it like my clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they want the-
They want the-, they want the (B-I-G, oh God) (go)
I tell a bad bitch, "Do whatever I say" (yup)
My block behind me, like I'm coming out the driveway (swerve)
It's grind day, from Friday to next Friday (whoa)
I been up straight for nine days, I need a spa day (spa day)
Yup, she try and gimme that poon-tang
I might let my crew bang, my crew deeper than Wu-Tang (whoa)
I'm rollin' with, ha, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew name
You know 2 Chainz? Skrrt! I'm pullin' up in that Bruce Wayne
But I'm the fuckin' villain, man, they kneelin' when I'm walking in the buildin'
Freaky women, I be feelin' from the bank accounts I'm fillin'
What a feelin', ah man, they gotta be
Young player from the D that's killing everything that he see for the dough
Okay, ain't nobody fuckin' with my clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique (oh God)
Ain't nobody fresher than my motherfuckin' clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
As I look around, they don't do it like my clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they want the-
They want the-, they want the-
(Click-clack, stick 'em up)
Yeah, I'm talkin' Ye (clique), yeah, I'm talkin' Rih' (clique)
Yeah, I'm talkin' B (clique), nigga, I'm talkin' me
Yeah, I'm talkin' bossy, I ain't talkin' Kelis
Your money too short, you can't be talkin' to me
Yeah, I'm talkin' LeBron, we ball in our family tree
GOOD Music drug-dealing cousin, ain't nothin' fuckin' with we
Me, turn that 62 to 125, 125 to a 250
250 to a half a mill', ain't nothin' nobody can do with me
Now, who with me? Vámonos! Call me Hov or Jefe
Translation, I'm the shit, 'least that what my neck say
'Least that what my check say, lost my homie for a decade
Nigga down for like 12 years, ain't hug his son since the second grade
Uh, he never told, who he gon' tell? We top of the totem pole
It's the Dream Team meets the Supreme Team
And all our eyes green, it only means one thing
You ain't fuckin' with the clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
Ain't nobody fresher than my motherfuckin' clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
As I look around, they don't do it like my clique
Clique, clique, clique, clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they want the-
They want the-, they want the-
Break records at Louis, ate breakfast at Gucci
My girl a superstar all from a home movie
Bow on our arrival, the un-American idols
What niggas did in Paris, got 'em hangin' off the Eiffel
Yeah, I'm talkin' business, we talkin' CIA
I'm talkin' George Tenet, I seen him the other day
He asked me about my Maybach, think he had the same
Except mine tinted and his might have been rented
You know, white people get money, don't spend it
Or maybe they get money, buy a business
I rather buy 80 gold chains and go ign'ant
I know Spike Lee gon' kill me, but let me finish
Blame it on the pigment, we livin' no limits
Them gold Master P ceilings was just a figment
Of our imagination, MTV Cribs
Now I'm lookin' at a crib right next to where TC lives
That's Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse
He wasn't really drunk, he just had a frew brews
Pass the refreshments, a cool, cool beverage
Everything I do need a news crew's presence
Speedboat swerve, homie, watch out for the waves
I'm way too black to burn from sunrays
So I just meditate at the home in Pompeii
About how I could build a new Rome in one day
Every time I'm in Vegas, they screamin' like, "He's Elvis"
But I just wanna design hotels and nail it
Shit is real, got me feelin' Israelian
Like Bar Refaeli, or Gisele, no, that's Brazilian
Went through deep depression when my mama passed
Suicide, what kinda talk is that?
But I been talkin' to God for so long
That if you look at my life I guess He talkin' back
Fuckin' with my clique
Ain't nobody fresher than my mothe'fuckin' clique
As I look around, they don't do it like my clique
And all these bad bitches, man, they want the-
They want the-, they want the-
Go
