| Smoke kim, I’m lifeless
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| All the ice is drippin' when the lights hit
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| It’s like 5 a. |
| m, I work the night shift
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| I got two main girls and a side chick (pretty b****es)
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| Papso van in the driveway
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| Think about ma, drunk on Broadway
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| Light it up, what it taste like?
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| Lemonade, when it’s made right
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| These J’s ain’t out yet
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| Call my shoe plug, two or three ounces
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| Bag full of cash, so much I don’t count it
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| Thought I lost my mind, but I just found it (crazy)
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| New watch, I’m clownin'
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| ogs, outta town 'em! |
| (get mine)
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| Keep the y (?) for the breakdown
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| I’m paranoid, I’m waitin' for the shakedown
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| Baby so fly with the headlight
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| Cuss a few times, tell 'er get the bread right
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| Wake up, smoke till I pass out
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| Only pick the phone up if the b*h cash out (true)
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| Face down with the a* out
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| Live so fast, what that bout? |
| (I dunno)
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| Really, I don’t care, I’m a millionaire
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| You smell of cookie smoke, got in the air burnt
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| Really they don’t smoke like me
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| I don’t really share
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| Really they don’t smoke like me
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| 20 joints in the air
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| How to let a pound go
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| I miss what it felt like
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| In the geaw-cho (?)
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| og from the dope gang
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| Five drunk b*s on cocaine
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| Whole skirty up
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| Smoked up, find yo own lane
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| I’m so loaded in the slow lane
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| Yeah, I get busy, got yo main plug with me
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| Ain’t slept in a week, blue bills on crispy
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| How to bounce back tho
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| Rap money too damn slow
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| Chillin' with the?
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| Pull up in a Lambo
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| 42 a piece if I get em to Atlanta
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| I didn’t wanna kill em so I hit em with the handle
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| Blood drippin' on my camera (?)
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| 20 grand stuff in the candelar
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| Metal cans, yeah I up like a vandal (6−40)
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| Tell em get the cash right
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| Really don’t act right
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| Sprites same color as a black light
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| Tell em nothing bag life
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| And burnt, don’t want it
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| Roll the snowman, snowman on it
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| Gin, no tonic, cash, no wallet
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| rip nax, we gon' keep ballin'
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| And smokin' all this weed
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| Really they don’t smoke like me
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| I don’t really share
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| Really they don’t smoke like me
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| 20 joints in the air |