| Woo! |
| Haha
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| Let me bleed for you
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| Let me bleed for you one last time
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| Tech fleece with the night clubs
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| Sex please with the light, love
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| Tech fleece with the night clubs
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| Sex please with the light, love
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| Yeah, these streets are not a game, I don’t know which way to turn
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| I’m just flexin' in my lane, I ain’t flashing on no curbs
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| Tryna get my mama paid, saying quit is not no word
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| Fuck you know about my pain? |
| Fuck you know about my world?
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| She said she wants to be bae, I said, «Baby, that won’t work»
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| I’m addicted to these chains, I’m addicted to this herb
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| On this road is where I stay, hopes I’ll always be with these girls
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| Evicted out this Range and I’ll take her back to hers
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| And she tells me, «Fuck me good»
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| I’m a rolling stone, always rolling stones
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| Always known I was better on my own
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| And I ain’t answerin' no phones, gimme cones
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| Hiding all this shit we feel, that’s all we know
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| We fuckin' hoes then we duck and go
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| This ain’t no punchline wordplay lyric shit
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| Nah, this is my other jam
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| Fuck you, eat a dick, last night I put a stack in my mama’s hand
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| I said, «Treat yourself» that’s worth more than anything
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| Or anyone could ever offer, I don’t give a fuck
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| And she’s a lawyer, living good, so she’s vibing to my tracks
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| She likes it bad and from the hood, I guess opposites attract
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| Then she just calls me for that wood
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| Made her drop it from the back
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| I had her pussy dripping good
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| Now she’s hoppin' in a cab like «Ooh, shit»
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| I ain’t the man of your dreams, girl
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| But I’m the man that you dream about
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| Whenever you go and fuck your man, sorry to fuck your plan
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| Don’t wanna say no more, I don’t wanna say no more
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| But, God, if you listen, know I’m on a mission
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| To uck feel this pain no more
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| That’s why I work, bleed my fingers to these bones
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| Bleed my heart up in this dirt, tryna buy my Mama’s home
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| I don’t want her stuck at work, yeah, I need my Mama home
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| All these days she spent at church, Jesus got me in my zone
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| And now I’m sayin' I’m the shit, I’m the one behind these shows
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| I’m the one behind these clips, I’m the one behind this growth
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| I’m the one behind this bitch, I’m the one behind the flows
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| I’m the one tryna be rich, I’m the one to crack the code
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| And get the money for his bros
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| Sayin' we don’t check the tags, now we buy that shit
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| I’ll buy that shit, front that money
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| Afford that room then light a spliff, no lyin' shit
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| taught me 'bout protect, provide and shit
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| I wish I made him proud before he died and shit
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| I died a bit, but argh
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| I just bottled that inside, now I’m callin' up these girls
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| That I been pumpin' on the side, Fendi fur is on her curves
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| Gucci Pradas on her eyes, then she hits me where it hurts
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| I feel karma when I’m high
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| Let me break down and just bleed for you
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| Let me bleed for you one last time
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| I swear to God, just let me bleed for you
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| Let me bleed what is on my mind
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| I swear to God, just let me bleed for you
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| Let me bleed for you one last time
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| I swear to God, just let me bleed for you (Yeah)
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| Just let me bleed for you (Argh, argh, argh, argh)
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| Tech fleece with the night clubs
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| Sex please with the light, love
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| Text me if you need me
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| All night we could light blunts
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| Bad bitches still hittin' weed
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| She’s from New York like Alicia Keys
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| I had 3 g’s and a VB
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| While my Shannon Noll’s up in a limousine
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| Tech fleece in the night clubs
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| Sex please with no light, love
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| Text me if you need me
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| All night we could light blunts
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| Bad bitches still hittin' weed
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| She’s from New York like Alicia Keys
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| I had 3 g’s and a VB
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| While the Shannon Noll’s up in a limousine
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| Hahaha, aye
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| Let me bleed for you
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| Welcome to the 420 fam, motherfuckers |