| It was me on that road
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| But you couldn’t see me
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| Too many lights out, but nowhere near here
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| It was me on that road
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| Still you couldn’t see me
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| And then flashlights
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| And explosions
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| And explosions
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| Am I keen to pain the rain same color as the nails I got today
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| Channel bag 'cause it cost
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| So swag, stay the course and f*ck the pain
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| All that, lack three strikes, pull strings like three kites
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| You pussy like three dykes, stay up for three nights
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| I’m taking off, G soft gliding, you soft
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| I see you hot then future bright, he ain’t stopped it
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| You break a lot, why, I be grinding and I’m on that, fantastic good
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| Drive slow but rode past your team, get dough and manufacture green
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| Smoke dro like a past this teen, now ride low even though stakes is high
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| Get dough, try to kick it to the sky and I go, boy, I ain’t got one
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| Six weeks, six beats and you will see one
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| You will see one, you will see one, you will see one
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| Explosions
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| And explosions
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| Cool parties, large stakes, new Rarries, large gates
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| You probably hate me, just wait, that booth good woke up and ate a crate
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| Yeah, man, I’m doing it, love is sick like a
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| Bitch, you just new to this, I’ve been pursuing this
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| Get a grip, get a whole bag, rich skills, bitch, you a tramp
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| My bills pay your stack, damn, girl, you just so whack
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| F*ck around for her purse, damn, a couple more for her birthday
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| That’s dead, call the hearse, man, you just too thirsty
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| Explosions
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| And explosions
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| Holding up, I’m swaging, mad black, G wagging
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| We hot like dragon, them not, they lacking
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| All night, no napping, kicking dirt but no wrecking
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| Feeling us like they grabbing, on point like we serving
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| I’ve been on game since the first grade, I learned a lot like a first day
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| Nip a Jack, never thirsty, I wear 'em out like Jersey
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| Some love me, some hate me, at least it ain’t no maybe
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| I’m from the west, Kim’s baby, Cali girl like Kates
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| Explosions
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| And explosions |