| I’m on my grind
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| Every night I flex, they impressed when I’m pullin' up
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| Phantom every time
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| Met her ones at the club, she was wasted tryna give it up
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| Give it up, give it up
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| When it’s over, she say baby, hit my line, we could live it up
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| I ain’t gon' lie
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| Way she drop it and she twist it, make a nigga wanna do his stuff
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| It’s prime time, I’m that 21 Dion, P.O.'s want be on what P on
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| B on what you see with TV on, 3's in the T-on
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| The britches on me, cost a bucket
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| For you to see Lyon, type of shit we on
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| We on, me and EB, where we belong
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| Call this, you niggas AC me free on
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| EBM we on, we at where the money be
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| And all my bitches now sell flat tummy T, know me
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| I know you seen us baby
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| Made her way out of nowhere
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| You see the money coming
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| How 'bout I throw some your way
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| We going places you ain’t never been, yeah
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| We doing things that you ain’t never did, yeah
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| I’m in my prime
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| I remember those days when a nigga wasn’t big enough
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| That was so easy
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| They be tryna sub tweet me when I don’t pick it up
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| Pick it up, pick it up
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| Give it up, give it up
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| Big enough, big enough
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| But I remember when it wasn’t so easy
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| Now I’m the one she callin'
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| Let it go to voicemail once she got a problem
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| Roof castle boulevardin'
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| Yeah, now I’m in the Hills feelin' like Hillary Rider
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| Presidential suite yeah, I made it boy
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| Tryna see the position that you ain’t ready for
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| I could hold you down in the meantime
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| Don’t need to think twice like a metaphor
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| You could play the man, you could play the side, yeah
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| You could come and go, you could stay and ride
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| Either way, you know I make it to it
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| I seen better days since you get through it
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| It’s for the bottom, my mama, team and my state
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| I been in my prime like I’m on TV at 8
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| Yeah, I been gone a while on my island cause niggas fake
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| It ain’t really Jimmy Fallon on calenders, niggas late, just my time nigga
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| I know you seen us baby
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| Made her way out of nowhere
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| You see the money coming
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| How 'bout I throw some your way
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| We going places you ain’t never been, yeah
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| We doing things that you ain’t never did, yeah
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| I’m in my prime
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| I remember those days when a nigga wasn’t big enough
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| That was so easy
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| They be tryna sub tweet me when I don’t pick it up
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| Pick it up, pick it up
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| Give it up, give it up
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| Big enough, big enough
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| But I remember when it wasn’t so easy |