| 800 lighter, that’s a quick 96
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| That’s almost 10 mil and I ain’t overnight shit
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| I’m in the back of the Maybach, a first class lay flats
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| On the way to Spain with raw cuts of that Bay swag
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| I hit the powder if it taste good
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| Why you tryna roll a gram of Skittles in the grape wood?
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| We just throw each other pounds now
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| And I been gettin' down since the early 2 thou, wow
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| I was back on Junior Street when I blew the whole house up
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| Me and Jack just dropped the Drought Season album
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| Losin' friends got my white cup dirty
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| I’m on footballs too, I don’t wanna die early
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| How the pot is so pearly, why it look like that?
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| I love to lick the coke brick before a trick came back
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| 6 hour ride, have a safe trip back
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| You grow the cookies too, but it don’t taste like that
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| Big dog in the game, I’m a well like rich
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| And baby got me my Mercedes and the Presi on my wrist
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| I’m a Frisco cat with mob ties up in Sac
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| And every Friday I pull a 105 packs
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| Yeah, wake the 9 to offer, that’s how you counteract
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| My attorney just told me gon' devour that
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| I just down to give him 20 thousand cash
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| I just down to give him 20 thousand cash
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| Yeah, we went from OGs to the sour packs
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| Half a mil to fly, they counter that
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| She just brought me home, 20 thousand cash
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| She just brought me home, 20 thousand cash
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| I was one of them niggas had it harder than most
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| The cashier love me when I park at the store
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| We was pullin' out and sellin' hard at the store
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| Rainy a couple feet away but we don’t bothered at all
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| You ain’t talkin' McNuggets, what you callin' me for?
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| You was laughin' with niggas that was callin' me broke
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| It was me and Hans Mozzy in that Honda with pope
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| Gang war ready, it’s play beat tryna body your soul
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| Bang in peace, Dezy was packagin' most
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| Turnin' down 80 dollar day slappin' that hoe
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| That oldschool bird still slappin' a lil
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| Fell off a couple times, I was adament though
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| Long band 'cause the fiends get a bag every show
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| love me, they just told me that the battle was dope
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| We really aggravated, this is naturally though
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| Every member in my gang, we ain’t savages hoe
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| Candy for sure, finna pour 4 in the beach
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| Remember we used to go broke on sneaks, swear them was the times
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| Now the whole squid out doin' the time
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| System designed to fuck with your mind, don’t let it break you, yeah
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| Yeah, wake the 9 to offer, that’s how you counteract
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| My attorney just told me gon' devour that
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| I just down to gain 20 thousand cash
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| I just down to gain 20 thousand cash
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| Yeah, we went from OGs to the sour packs
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| Half a mil to fly, they counter that
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| She just brought me home, 20 thousand cash
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| She just brought me home, 20 thousand cash
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| 10 thousand in 20's, that’s the hooker fee
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| Anythin' is possible baby, look at me
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| I was just on the block with you pushin' D
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| Now I hit for at least 20 every week
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| I hopped on the plane with a cut of weed
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| Touched down in Seattle, picked up 100 Gs
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| Yeah, the money keep on callin' me
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| We up north tryna buy up all the property
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| Run it up, bank account lookin' like the lottery
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| I just got a text from my mama said she proud of me
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| You know a nigga straight economically
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| Sittin' at a table full of shooter gang, time to eat
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| Time to eat, yeah, we really still in this streets
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| 20 mil a piece, I close a few deals a week
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| Shit, I ain’t never changed
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| Baby keep a lil cocaine and some cellophane
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| Yeah, wake the 9 to offer, that’s how you counteract
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| My attorney just told me gon' devour that
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| I just down to gain 20 thousand cash
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| I just down to gain 20 thousand cash
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| Yeah, we went from OGs to the sour packs
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| Half a mil to fly, they counter that
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| She just brought me home, 20 thousand cash
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| She just brought me home, 20 thousand cash |