| Yeah
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| Yeah
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| Ain’t nothing promised
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| So I’m living
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| I get fucked up, that’s my decision
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| That money power
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| It draw attention
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| Now when I talk, they wanna listen
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| My name get mentioned even when I ain’t on Twitter
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| These bitches ain’t got no class like they got suspended
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| That ain’t your belt, go take that shit back to the lender
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| You really thought you could front on me, how you figure?
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| I got my money right now, I can feel the tension
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| It’s time to cut these niggas off, hand me the scissors
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| You keep on dissing me, my name just getting bigger
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| Ready to battle, no it don’t matter the gender
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| If I do anything I gotta get my shine on
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| Warn these niggas I ain’t saving 'em from now on
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| All these blunts in rotation got my mind gone
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| You just pray your nigga ain’t gon want my eyes on him
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| Heard somebody say I changed, that shit just blew me
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| I’m tired of bitches lying, acting like they knew me
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| Came up on 'em, now this money got me bougie
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| See these diamonds dancing on me, they like «ooh wee»
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| Want my cake and I eat it too, I’m Betty Crocker
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| Got higher learning, kept that weed inside my locker
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| They can’t believe we came this far like it’s a shocker
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| I got my check up, I ain’t need to see no doctor
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| I might be a lot of shit, but I ain’t sorry
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| That money coming in on time, it’s never tardy
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| Just got evicted but you still up in the party
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| Got a real binge and spent your rent inside a Barney’s
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| Show respect when you see me, I’m far from average
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| All you was popping with my flow, I let you have it
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| These niggas bitches, they need to be in a pageant
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| I’m too one hunnid, I gotta keep me a savage |