| This could be a sticky situation
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| Going fast I don’t know where the breaks is
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| She wanna come chill in my oasis
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| Fuck these pussy niggas they just pagans
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| I just rolled that blunt then I faced it
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| Feeling like I’m living in the matrix
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| They just see me counting and they hate it
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| But I can’t lose my mind to the abyss
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| VERSE ONE — HALEEK MAUL
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| I put my soul in what I’m selling
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| You niggas just sold ya soul that’s less compelling
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| Fly bitches sucking me dry I need repellent
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| Money, murder my mind’s malign down to the essence
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| You ain’t even peep the whole vibe that’s just a crescent
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| A lesson in the course, we piecing together life
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| Cause if we got to stepping we kill them cause they decrepit
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| We dealing em double damage, ya mudda gone have to carry you
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| Up and down the avenue I’m bout to do
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| All the shit that they say we could never do
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| Smoking Cali greens in my chalice too
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| Counting all this money till my fingers blue
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| This could be a sticky situation
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| Going fast I don’t know where the breaks is
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| She wanna come chill in my oasis
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| Fuck these pussy niggas they just pagans
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| I just rolled that blunt then I faced it
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| Feeling like I’m living in the matrix
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| They just see me counting and they hate it
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| But I can’t lose my mind to the abyss
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| VERSE 2 — RO RANSOM
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| Rose petal girl watch me smoke it
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| Man I hate how clingy all these hoes get
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| Niggas mad cause I had to sauce on em last year
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| Policeman wanna see me lost, doing bad yea
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| Every week is fashion week for me
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| Demon drugs won’t let me go to sleep
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| You don’t know my trauma shit is deep
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| This supermodel pussy got me weak
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| Dior coat, shit so cold, you ain’t even seen it in the store
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| Back in my home, Pele Pele coat
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| Now these niggas treat me like the goat
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| Might of went gold, I ain’t even know, wasn’t even peeping at the score |