| Uh-huh
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| You can turn, turn the headphones up though some more
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| Like, leave my vocals like that, let’s get it
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| Yeah, ayy
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| I need paper like I’m Hov, I need thirty before thirty
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| Need mercy on my soul
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| Made the
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| Thirty Under Thirty
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| (Forbes)
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| I made a teardrop in my robes
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| Came from shit, we came from hits
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| I made it back, dirt on my clothes
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| Now I’m here, 2018, shit was different, what a year
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| 2019, it was tough, but I’m like, «Fuck it, it’s in the rear»
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| 2020, COVID hit and I’m just gettin' shit in gears
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| I ain’t even reach all my goals and I’m still shittin' on my peers
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| I ain’t even see my potential, I’m still tryna face my fears
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| Feel that music in my heart soon as I hear it in my ears
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| I don’t wanna go and turn the clubs up, I handle biz
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| Big bro told me not to grab the Maybach truck, pull up in his
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| 2021 sedan, two-hundred grand, yeah, I did (Four door)
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| Said I wasn’t gon' buy shit no more
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| Really, that bih for my bro though
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| Pullin' from me, what you put into me
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| Won’t get nothin', no more
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| I can’t go broke, that’s a no-go
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| Make that paper jump like pogo
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| Only Trackhawk in L.A. this color, act like that’s the low-low
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| Still up in my shit, solo
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| Pull up, shoot some shit from logo (Brr)
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| Tryna flex for likes, you in a strike or stupid, that’s a store low
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| Play with me, I’m seein' rojo
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| Pussy, I’m in go-mode |