| Yeah
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| Uh, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| As I stare at the ceiling, I’m plotting in my room like
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| «Young nigga get out your feelings, get out and go get it»
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| My mind on a million, I’m hated, but loved by many
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| I’m caught in this feeling, a natural high
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| I’m blessed and my new whip appealin', the boy in the building
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| As a youngin', I was with the rapping, not robbing and dealing, I gotta go get
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| it
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| My mama need the house with the lake, yeah, baby, I gotta go get it
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| Little mama know that I’m from L.A. and I’m rocking the fitted
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| Baby girl told me that she like how I reppin' my city
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| I’m plotting up on a million in my room I stare at the ceiling
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| All these drugs, damn, why my young niggas be abusing it?
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| My chick so bad, do all the type of shit that make me choose a bitch
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| Everything wavy, might take her on vacation on a cruise and shit
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| Ridin' so fast sometimes I be feeling like I’m losing it
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| Sometimes when you try to get the win gotta lose a grip
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| I always knew when I got my chance, I’d do it big
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| Doing this shit my own damn way, my rules are bent
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| Sign a new deal, nigga bout to go shoppin' might ice my wrist
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| As I stare at the ceiling, I’m plotting in my room like
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| «Young nigga get out your feelings, get out and go get it»
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| My mind on a million, I’m hated, but loved by many
|
| I’m caught in this feeling, a natural high
|
| I’m blessed and my new whip appealin', the boy in the building
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| As a youngin', I was with the rapping, not robbing and dealing, I gotta go get
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| it
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| My mama need the house with the lake, yeah, baby, I gotta go get it
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| Little mama know that I’m from L.A. and I’m rocking the fitted
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| Baby girl told me that she like how I reppin' my city
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| I’m plotting up on a million in my room as I stare at the ceiling
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| Feeling great, lately girl, I been counting cake
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| Got a lot of shit on my plate, probably go invest in some real estate
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| Had a bad chick from another state, I fucked with her now she acting fake
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| Got my mind right, I got cash to make
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| Got on my hustle, let it activate
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| Fake niggas, I can’t relate, I be riding round in commercial plates
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| I be getting money in another place, you don’t really do it, you just in the way
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| When you winnin', swear they got a lot to say
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| Yeah, all these niggas, yeah, I know they hate
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| I’m politicking on another play, thinking to myself as I contemplate
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| As I stare at the ceiling, I’m plotting in my room like
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| «Young nigga get out your feelings, get out and go get it»
|
| My mind on a million, I’m hated, but loved by many
|
| I’m caught in this feeling, a natural high
|
| I’m blessed and my new whip appealin', the boy in the building
|
| As a youngin', I was with the rapping, not robbing and dealing, I gotta go get
|
| it
|
| My mama need the house with the lake, yeah, baby, I gotta go get it
|
| Little mama know that I’m from L.A. and I’m rocking the fitted
|
| Baby girl told me that she like how I reppin' my city
|
| I’m plotting up on a million in my room as I stare at the ceiling
|
| My mama need a house with the lake, yeah, baby, I gotta go get it
|
| Little mama know that I’m from L.A. and I’m rocking a fitted
|
| Baby girl told me that she like how I reppin' my city
|
| I’m plotting up on a million in my room as I stare at the ceiling
|
| My mama need a house with the lake, yeah, baby, I gotta go get it
|
| Little mama know that I’m from L.A. and I’m rocking the fitted
|
| Baby girl told me that she like how I reppin' my city
|
| I’m plotting up on a million in my room I stare at the ceiling |