| They think I’m acting funny now
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| They shoulda never bailed out
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| Treating my words like it’s wedding vows
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| 'Cause I’m married to the money now
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| Oh, baby, I need
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| 'Cause this ain’t just basic
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| Mixing up Dior with the Mason’s
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| Having all these bitches falling on they faces, I’m like hold on
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| Now they tryna rip my clothes off, damn
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| Good thing I ain’t doze off
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| Baby wanna come and take a load off, yeah
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| I told her, baby, show up, damn
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| I got a lot on my mind, so I can’t be wasting no time
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| Wonder what they label me, an OG
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| I ain’t committed no crime, but you don’t think about trying
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| 'Cause my niggas crazy and about me, for me it’s the same thing
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| And I booked it on myself, I can teach you game
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| It must be in my blood, oh I’m built this way
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| 'Cause I was don’t know why they hating, yeah
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| It’s Gucci, coast through the cities
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| You ain’t in my league, you ain’t competing
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| Can’t even play defense
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| I just drop the bag, can’t believe it
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| Baby, I teasing, come on let me ease it
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| I got a lot on my mind, so I can’t be wasting no time
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| Wondering what they label me, an OG
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| I ain’t committed no crime, but you don’t think about trying
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| 'Cause my niggas crazy and about me, for me it’s the same thing |