| Come on Morty give me a beat
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| Oh man, ok, alright, um
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| I said I pop Perky’s and 30's to heal my pain
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| Even though they might hurt me, oh
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| RaeSam on the beat
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| I said I pop Perky’s and 30's to heal my pain
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| Even though they might hurt me
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| Oh my, I’m begging for mercy
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| And grippin' my 30 and shoot like it’s Curry
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| Don’t cry, you gon' go through some pain
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| You gon' go through that rain before you get to that fame
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| On God, I drop 10 on my wrist and dropped 10 on my bitch
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| Bitch, you know that I drip
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| Feel like bad bucks were playin' while I took that Perc'
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| You could look in my eyes and just see that I’m hurt
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| Big bank, no wallet, upgrade to a purse
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| Is it worth it to pray if you don’t go to church?
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| Ain’t be same then, God can act different, but I can’t act different
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| Stainless to white gold, the shine is the difference
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| Work hard, you come up, do you see my mission?
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| My mom told me to change, but my hard head can’t listen
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| And I been smokin' that green
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| Too much xans, I be feelin' like a fiend
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| La la la, my life feel like a dream |
| 'Cause soon my life ain’t really what it seems
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| I said I pop Perky’s and 30's to heal my pain
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| Even though they might hurt me
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| Oh my, I’m begging for mercy
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| And grippin' my 30 and shoot like it’s Curry
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| Don’t cry, you gon' go through some pain
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| You gon' go through that rain before you get to that fame
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| On God, I drop 10 on my wrist and dropped 10 on my bitch
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| Bitch, you know that I drip
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| Tell 'em be gone, they don’t fuck with my songs
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| They just fuck with me 'cause I got checks now
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| Leave me alone, I might throw on VLONE just to drip
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| Bitch, you know that I flex now
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| Bitch, I be drippin'
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| Bitch, I be soakin'
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| Fuck on that bitch, pussy wet like the ocean
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| I got emotions, she said, «Flow flowing»
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| You know that Flow get that sack, then he goin'
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| I get that sack, then I flex on that bitch
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| I might go in his sack, 'cause I can, bitch, I’m rich
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| Hoes wouldn’t fuck me when I ain’t had shit
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| Now I pop out and got hella fan hoes on dick
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| Now there’s no more life
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| Fuckin' nine to five
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| Hottest youngin' out
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| And I put that on God, bitch |