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I know they hatin' on me, 'cause I'm the man
I'm too trill homie, I don't give a damn
I'm a self made trillionaire
I'm a self made trillionaire

From the underground to the top
I came from the bottom
Trill niggas don't stop
Man I'm goin' harder
Self made trillionaire
I'm a self made trillionaire

OK, let's get this shit crackilatin' ('latin)
No more procrastinatin'
They they told me Bun don't hesitate
Don't keep these buses waitin' (waitin')
I'm puttin' egos and chicken
I'm so e-musculatin' ('latin)
People stop and stare
And say damn this niggas fascinatin'
We blowin' dro' up in the air
You smell it that's the fragrance (fragrance)
I got the focus got the heart
And I got the patience (patience)
You hatin' bitch get off my dick
Look like you want some gay shit (gay shit)
I'm tryina' take this to the mountain top
Appalachians ('lachian)
But it's a rocky road
And I'm still movin' up and ain't no movin' us
So keep that pushy get ta movin' bra (for real)
You might be new to me
But you know why 'ain't new to you
Go ask the white boy
They say he totally tubular
Fuckin' bad bitches rub my dick against their uvula
Every time I hit the streets
It's like a fuckin' movie bra
You know what I do to ya
Send gladiators through to ya
They gon' leave you chopped up
Like they was D-J screwin' ya

Yeah, I know they hatin' on me, 'cause I'm the man
I'm too trill homie, I don't give a damn
I'm a self made trillionaire
I'm a self made trillionaire

From the underground to the top
I came from the bottom
Trill niggas don't stop
Man I'm goin' harder
I'm a self made trillionaire
I'm a self made trillionaire

OK, let's get this shit poppin' off (off)
From the go, know I'm a boss (boss)
I don't fuck with lames
And do my dirty nigga without a lose (lose)
I keep it pimpin' fliest
Hoes come in and out to loft (loft)
When you get fettuccine
You gon' need a lot of sauce (sauce)
I guess my Gucci on, my baby
Likes a lotta Prada (Prada)
She goin' shopping 'til she drops
She know that daddy got her (got her)
But she not shotgunnin' a slab
Oh no I got a shada (shada)
He keep that shotgun in his lap
And roll without denada (denada)
He keep his eyes wide open
He's a hater spotter (spotter)
And when they roll up on me wrong
Then he's a hater dropper (dropper)
And he don't mess around
With niggas tryin' to play the poppa' (poppa')
He keep it gangster nigga
He gon' go and spray the chopper (chopper)
'Cause I don't roll with fake
People in a never will (will)
I represent the G-code
To the lead steel
Don't make me have to draw down
Whenever read appeal
Then you gon' understand
And Bun B is forever trill

Yeah, I know they hatin' on me, 'cause I'm the man
I'm too trill homie, I don't give a damn
I'm a self made trillionaire
I'm a self made trillionaire

From the underground to the top
I came from the bottom
Trill niggas don't stop
Man I'm goin' harder
Self made trillionaire
I'm a self made oh

(Do you swear to keep it gangster?)
Gangster than a motherfucker trill until I D-I-E
Fuck these other suckas
(What's your message to the fakers?)
They throwin' rocks and hidin' hands
It don't really matter
This the dirty south we ridin' men
(How long you been up on that trill shit?)
Since the day they made me and from a baby
Until today they never play me
(Eh throw your hands up)
For P-A-T and your town
Ain't don't need to slow down
Baby boy, it's about to go down

Yeah, I know they hatin' on me, 'cause I'm the man
I'm too trill homie, I don't give a damn
I'm a self made trillionaire
I'm a self made trillionaire

From the underground to the top
I came from the bottom
Trill niggas don't stop
Man I'm goin' harder
Self made trillionaire
I'm a self made trillionaire
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Songwriters: NAJM, FAHEEM RASHEED / CROWE, KEVIN DEAN / FREEMAN, BERNARD JAMES / ORTIZ, ERIK REYES

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I'm too trill homie, I don't give a damn
I'm a self made trillionaire
I'm a self made trillionaire

From the underground to the top
I came from the bottom
Trill niggas don't stop
Man I'm goin' harder
Self made trillionaire
I'm a self made trillionaire

OK, let's get this shit crackilatin' ('latin)
No more procrastinatin'
They they told me Bun don't hesitate
Don't keep these buses waitin' (waitin')
I'm puttin' egos and chicken
I'm so e-musculatin' ('latin)
People stop and stare
And say damn this niggas fascinatin'
We blowin' dro' up in the air
You smell it that's the fragrance (fragrance)
I got the focus got the heart
And I got the patience (patience)
You hatin' bitch get off my dick
Look like you want some gay shit (gay shit)
I'm tryina' take this to the mountain top
Appalachians ('lachian)
But it's a rocky road
And I'm still movin' up and ain't no movin' us
So keep that pushy get ta movin' bra (for real)
You might be new to me
But you know why 'ain't new to you
Go ask the white boy
They say he totally tubular
Fuckin' bad bitches rub my dick against their uvula
Every time I hit the streets
It's like a fuckin' movie bra
You know what I do to ya
Send gladiators through to ya
They gon' leave you chopped up
Like they was D-J screwin' ya

Yeah, I know they hatin' on me, 'cause I'm the man
I'm too trill homie, I don't give a damn
I'm a self made trillionaire
I'm a self made trillionaire

From the underground to the top
I came from the bottom
Trill niggas don't stop
Man I'm goin' harder
I'm a self made trillionaire
I'm a self made trillionaire

OK, let's get this shit poppin' off (off)
From the go, know I'm a boss (boss)
I don't fuck with lames
And do my dirty nigga without a lose (lose)
I keep it pimpin' fliest
Hoes come in and out to loft (loft)
When you get fettuccine
You gon' need a lot of sauce (sauce)
I guess my Gucci on, my baby
Likes a lotta Prada (Prada)
She goin' shopping 'til she drops
She know that daddy got her (got her)
But she not shotgunnin' a slab
Oh no I got a shada (shada)
He keep that shotgun in his lap
And roll without denada (denada)
He keep his eyes wide open
He's a hater spotter (spotter)
And when they roll up on me wrong
Then he's a hater dropper (dropper)
And he don't mess around
With niggas tryin' to play the poppa' (poppa')
He keep it gangster nigga
He gon' go and spray the chopper (chopper)
'Cause I don't roll with fake
People in a never will (will)
I represent the G-code
To the lead steel
Don't make me have to draw down
Whenever read appeal
Then you gon' understand
And Bun B is forever trill

Yeah, I know they hatin' on me, 'cause I'm the man
I'm too trill homie, I don't give a damn
I'm a self made trillionaire
I'm a self made trillionaire

From the underground to the top
I came from the bottom
Trill niggas don't stop
Man I'm goin' harder
Self made trillionaire
I'm a self made oh

(Do you swear to keep it gangster?)
Gangster than a motherfucker trill until I D-I-E
Fuck these other suckas
(What's your message to the fakers?)
They throwin' rocks and hidin' hands
It don't really matter
This the dirty south we ridin' men
(How long you been up on that trill shit?)
Since the day they made me and from a baby
Until today they never play me
(Eh throw your hands up)
For P-A-T and your town
Ain't don't need to slow down
Baby boy, it's about to go down

Yeah, I know they hatin' on me, 'cause I'm the man
I'm too trill homie, I don't give a damn
I'm a self made trillionaire
I'm a self made trillionaire

From the underground to the top
I came from the bottom
Trill niggas don't stop
Man I'm goin' harder
Self made trillionaire
I'm a self made trillionaire

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