| And I’mma pop it full of tags, ay ay
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| And I be flexing on these rags‚ ay ay
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| Is that yo bitch I think we smash‚ ay ay
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| Dumping ashes in the ashtray
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| ‚ ay ay
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| it’s a new day
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| it’s a new day
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| Yeah it went wrong now I get a new day
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| Yeah I get another chance, ay
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| And now I just wanna count these Benz, ay
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| Throw it through the city with some pants
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| with my camera with some checkered Vans
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| People hatin' on me but I got a plan
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| I be smokin' backwards used to smoke a
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| ‚ but I don’t understand
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| Hatin' on a player, I don’t understand
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| And I be with my bros, yeah
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| And I be gettin' dough‚ yeah
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| Different day, story
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| Fuck the drama 'cause it’s boring
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| I wanna roll this dope, yeah
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| And I be switchin' phones, yeah
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| on my clothes, yeah
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| Finally made it out the dark, yeah
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| And I be flexing on these, yeah
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| Flexin' all these diamonds with my team, ay
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| Yeah, we got some we be lookin' clean, ay
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| Gucci, ay
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| These people talkin' shit but I don’t really care
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| Polo horses all over my underwear
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| And my cap be backward with the polo bear
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| Catch me flexin' harder than a ric flair
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| Yeah, they want me dead but I’m just too rare
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| Gettin' all this green, it’s greener than a pair
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| Yeah, they think trip me but I’m self-aware
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| And I be smokin' dope up in a lawn chair
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| I told you that I love you but it isn’t fair
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| 'Cause then you fucking broke me and you left me there
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| Fuck it, 'cause I don’t even really care
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| Risin' to the top, now we get it there
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| I don’t want people to look up to me
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| As something you should idolize or anything like that
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| I’m just as human as the next person |