| I’m popping Xans and Percocets
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| I sell them bands to your connect
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| I never fronted
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| That’s a rule
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| Don’t give a damn 'bout your perception
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| Oh no no no no no
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| Catch me rolling up the doja
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| She pull up and drop it low (x2)
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| I been dropping these bills
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| On strippers and drugs
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| I love how it feels
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| That’s why I been popping these pills
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| My body is numb
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| Throwing these ones
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| Might just go cop me a crib
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| On top of the hills
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| Hoes in the tub
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| She tells me to hop in the whip
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| Her hand on my dick
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| She want me to fuck
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| I be nervous while I’m speeding past the cop’s lights
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| Swerving in and out of lanes
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| Blowing every stoplight
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| Speeding up at stop signs
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| Decisions is not right
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| Calling up my lawyer like
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| These charges getting dropped right
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| No way
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| No way
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| Stopping and I never did change
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| They gave me the drop but I’m making it rain
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| They said that we could never make it
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| Tell 'em to stop cause I’m making a lane
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| I’m popping Xans and Percocets
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| I sell them bands to your connect
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| I never fronted
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| That’s a rule
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| I never fronted
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| That’s a rule
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| Oh no no no no
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| Catch me rolling up the doja
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| She pull up and drop it low (x2)
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| Catch me rolling up the doja
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| Like a pro yeah
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| That’s the protocol
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| I’m like Prodigy’s prodigy
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| Don’t know nothing 'bout no co-dependence
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| And I’m cold cause I wrote with co defendants
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| Sin without no repentance
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| I grew up and I’m so relentless
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| Got some demons don’t make me rebrand
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| On the news like CSPAN
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| Been known that God got me
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| In that godbody
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| Like Morgan Freeman
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| Let me watch you freefall
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| Ain’t sick of the freeload
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| Oh you want some prerolled?
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| Just know that this shit not free fam (x3)
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| Still got some homies selling soda
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| Paycheck coming from the block
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| And I still ain’t met the quota
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| Goddamn I guess that’s why
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| Okay I do my thing
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| He dropped out of school
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| To serve the weeds
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| They say he blew the joint
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| I do all the math inside my head
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| I do computer things
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| I cannot stop wilding
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| They do not know what to do with me
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| Came up from the bottom
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| I can’t lie
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| This shit is new to me
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| What the fuck I’m finna do for me
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| Even knowing you would see
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| Always been a lunatic
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| All I know is lunacy
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| Everybody mad
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| They want control over the next man
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| I can’t change what’s true to you
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| All I know is true to me
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| I got gas on my mind
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| And my past way behind me
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| I’m rolling up a dime
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| And another dime
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| Everybody’s gone |