| You see, our lives are not the same, baby
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| I chase the money not the fame, baby
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| I flex, finesse and do my thang, baby
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| See all these diamonds in my chain, baby, ayy
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| I’m rollin', I’m rollin', I’m rollin', yeah, ayy
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| She really don’t know where I’m goin', yeah, ayy
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| I’m rollin', I’m rollin', I’m rollin', yeah
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| You see, our lives are not the same, baby
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| I just copped the new Benzo
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| And you see them stacks
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| My bitch, she thought that was the ransom
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| And she can’t ever let it go
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| She know I keep it on me
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| So God knows niggas got bankrolls, baby
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| And they watching how my chain glow
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| Trapped out the ZooGang
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| They gon' watch me do my thang tho, baby
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| Tryna skrrt, she know she ain’t tho
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| Stay rollin' up, I stay rollin' up
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| I stay runnin' thru those bands tho
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| Five thousand for some bracelets, baby
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| The ZooGod over making hits, baby
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| I’m all about the racks, yeah baby
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| And you know I’m 'bout to cash in, baby
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| You see, our lives are not the same, baby
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| I chase the money not the fame, baby
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| I flex, finesse and do my thang, baby
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| See all these diamonds in my chain, baby, ayy
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| I’m rollin', I’m rollin', I’m rollin', yeah, ayy
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| She really don’t know where I’m goin', yeah, ayy
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| I’m rollin', I’m rollin', I’m rollin', yeah
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| You see, our lives are not the same, baby
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| I fuck with the Vodka she fuck with the Rose
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| Strap in the Uber they searchin' the Rove
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| Came from the bottom, put work in the stove
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| I left out the bando, came back in the rose
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| Fuck all 'em problems, drinkin' the Hen out the bottle
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| Shawty’s a model, she wanna do me
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| Chasin' 'em dollars, makin' a movie
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| How bout that ooh, my dawg on the news
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| Came from the bottom baby, how can I lose?
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| In front of the deli, hit up my celly for 2 for 5
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| Make me a milli, Vodka with Diddy
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| Hop in the coupe and slide, skurt
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| Shawty, chasin' fame, nigga
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| She don’t know my name, nigga
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| Left her by the bando came back in the Lambo
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| You see, our lives are not the same, baby
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| I chase the money not the fame, baby
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| I flex, finesse and do my thang, baby
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| See all these diamonds in my chain, baby, ayy
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| I’m rollin', I’m rollin', I’m rollin', yeah, ayy
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| She really don’t know where I’m goin', yeah, ayy
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| I’m rollin', I’m rollin', I’m rollin', yeah
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| You see, our lives are not the same, baby |