| Fuck it I think we the shit
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| Look wit my neck wrist
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| Not tryna flex we do this
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| Feelin so blessed we won’t miss nah
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| Up in the jet heavy mist in the air gotta hurry
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| So many memories We need a journal
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| The sunshine’s but I’m nocturnal
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| Young niggas on this life journey
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| Told pops don’t worry
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| We got it prolly from our uncle
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| On some pimp shit we did it wit funk
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| They thought we got it all from the luck
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| Rollie got dirty
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| Now all I can do is chuckle
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| Fuck gettin buck we got bucks
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| Young niggas givin no fucks
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| Bout shit man gettin bread is must we just need the butter yeah a nigga don’t
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| want the crust
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| I know who my Brothas are we been through this stuff
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| Get some grabba when I’m bored and roll a chicken that’s a blunt
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| And we got the old heads tellin us we some niggas wit funk
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| If they hate we don’t give a fuck
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| Pacin to the top these niggas they racin
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| Crazy as I do more I get lazier
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| Man we started in the basement
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| It was Such a big world tryna a placement
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| Now we Up in Greece underground I’m amazed n
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| Versace staring me down face to face
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| That’s Medusa head full of snakes
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| Might go to Cuba just to escape this shit
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| My stones wit me not talkin ancient Uh we shit
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| Fuck it I think we the shit
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| Look wit my neck wrist
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| Not tryna flex we do this
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| Feelin so blessed we won’t miss nah
|
| Up in the jet heavy mist in the air gotta hurry
|
| So many memories We need a journal
|
| The sunshine’s but I’m nocturnal
|
| Young niggas on this life journey
|
| Told pops don’t worry
|
| We got it prolly from our uncle
|
| On some pimp shit we did it wit funk
|
| They thought we got it all from the luck
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| Rollie got dirty
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| Now all I can do is chuckle
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| Fuck gettin buck we got bucks
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| Young niggas givin no fucks
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| Cause we never did
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| Gotta keep pushing we pushing twins
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| Switching ozone’s cause we lighting shit
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| People complain when we out here piping shit up
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| Get excited bitch
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| Shake that shit split that shit wind shit up
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| Baby these diamonds be biting shit up
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| Niggas keep watching since you crept up
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| When we exit we leave with no hassle so
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| Don’t worry bout us we slidin we slide
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| Fill the passport so fast at the embassy knowing our face
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| They giving high fives
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| If we keep this shit up we praying for Grammies and things so let us pass by
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| We locked in forever you niggas don’t fit in the schedule
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| Fuck it I think we the shit
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| Look wit my neck wrist
|
| Not tryna flex we do this
|
| Feelin so blessed we won’t miss nah
|
| Up in the jet heavy mist in the air gotta hurry
|
| So many memories We need a journal
|
| The sunshine’s but I’m nocturnal
|
| Young niggas on this life journey
|
| Told pops don’t worry
|
| We got it prolly from our uncle
|
| On some pimp shit we did it wit funk
|
| They thought we got it all from the luck
|
| Rollie got dirty
|
| Now all I can do is chuckle
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| Fuck gettin buck we got bucks
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| Young niggas givin no fucks |