| Arriving on my set they see my new shit
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| Life of a Jet something exclusive, uh
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| Way colder than what your dude in
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| Once I met the hustle I was married to it
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| Baby girl thats all I’m doing drugs and the music
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| We be moving units to 'em straight like a ruler
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| Line after line write that fine tingling down her spine
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| Controlling her medulla, she mine
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| I deliver goods right to my consumer on time every time
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| Customer service shipping birds online
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| Eastside on the rise all the time on mine
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| Money on my mind making all your money mine
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| Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
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| Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
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| Baby girl ask me why I do it
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| Hustle is a drug I’m addicted to it
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| Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
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| Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
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| Baby girl ask me why I do it
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| Hustle is a drug I’m addicted to it
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| Uh
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| Money on some ballin' Uncle Scrooge shit
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| Make duck bucks do the trucks pulling up
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| Handing out nooses, hang yourself stupid
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| Tryna do it like the ones when you niggas really sons
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| Pay homage to where you got it I’m the fly father
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| Fore founder smoking pounds of straight chronic
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| West conference bomb shit
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| I got it from my 'round 'nem
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| Backyards smoking large while we charge them lowriders
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| Later on we clowning
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| I’m really out here and you not about it
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| Where was you you was not around here
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| Said you was but you really lyin'
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| I’m riding, you hibernating your bitch is in hiding
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| Sucka
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| Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
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| Baby girl ask me why I do it
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| I’m addicted to it
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| Yea
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| Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
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| Stack it till we got nowhere to put it
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| Ask me why I do it
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| So addicted to it |