| Got the gift to get the shit I always wanted
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| Never sipped a sip unless I dun bought it
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| And the truth of it is that I live for it
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| And they hatin it just because they want it
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| And I can’t get mad at 'em
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| But I will get back at 'em
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| Bout the way that they spend my money
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| Drive off and I never look back at 'em
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| Peace
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| Poppin' bottles at the bar now
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| So they see us from afar now
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| Fuck a back table, where’s the glass
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| Spend some cash, hold it up
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| Dance, you the star now
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| I see you from miles away
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| We see you, we see you from miles
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| We see you, we see you from miles away
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| It’s like pandemonium
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| Got 'em all gassed up, Imodium
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| Got my feet on the ground, linoleum
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| Play my cards right, you folding 'em
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| I never did shit for the sake of just getting rich (rich)
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| So I paid my dues in this life trying to be that bitch (bitch)
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| I never thought twice if I’d hit
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| Like I got me a pitch (pitch)
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| We party all night, stay light
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| Like up on a switch (switch)
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| Had to stand on my own
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| Cuz my house ain’t a home
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| And the love never came
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| So the lane that I chose
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| Was to go for the fame
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| Try to get it on my own
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| So fuck all the hate, getting paid is my song
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| And I’m gonna sing it all night
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| And I’m gonna bring it all night
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| Take care haters, fuck you
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| I see you, no flashlight |