| Cranberry crepes to begin the day
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| Just another chance to fill the safe
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| Let us pray, if we pull it off and get away, smooth escape
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| And they stay fam for all our days, forever paid
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| Never played, never saved a bitch who misbehaved
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| That’s a privilege, niggas is made
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| Andretti Corleone, Spitta in his lane
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| Don’t be over here get ran over, no brakes in the rain
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| High performance motors, champagne
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| By God’s amazing grace I done maintained
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| Foolishly wake up tomorrow, do the same thing
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| Money and drugs on the brain, just trying to come up outchea
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| It’s rough outchea mane, drain all the love out your veins
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| Nothing but a cold blooded hustler remain
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| Trying to get to it, multiply by two it then five
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| Divide it amongst my crew, you know how we do
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| Plottin' like always
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| Marble floor hallways
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| Smoked out all day, tryin' to get more paid
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| Long as the Lord say the same, mane
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| Long as the Lord say the same, mane
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| We can have championship rings
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| Touch, any and everything
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| Come out on top long as I don’t stop
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| When I don’t drop it be like a coke drought
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| Dad will be back soon, love don’t pout
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| Dirty stall mean you already know who let the dogs out
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| Same nigga stay bringing cars out
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| When it’s broads, same player rock the gold, nigga getting hoes
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| Pull up bumping this probably get you mo'
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| I’m super glued to the G-code
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| Sticking to the script, played the role, made the honor roll
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| Shit makes sense to you further on down the road
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| Shiver when I spoke to her cause my game cold
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| Icebreaker cut precise like lasers
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| VVS talk quite persuasive |