| They gossip 'bout me but don’t know shit, been all to myself
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| Yeah, lately, I been on some more shit
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| Don’t fuck with these niggas, 'cause really they be on some ho shit
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| My day one brothers, yeah that’s who I be on the road with
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| I went through the most shit, I used to ask the hoes shit
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| Most of my shit was stolen, now I ball like DeRozan
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| They tell me I’m chosen, I swear my heart frozen
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| But I ain’t never foldin', play, we bust your shit open
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| Wide open, like bang
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| All day in the trap, I been schemin'
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| Relapsed on the Act, sometimes I still be leanin'
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| If I did you wrong before, know that I ain’t mean it
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| Don’t tell you love me if you don’t know the meanin'
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| Mind full of dollar signs, see them while I’m dreamin'
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| She looked at my neck, got wet soon as she seen it
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| Your bitch on my dick, she like how my shit blingin'
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| I don’t call it shining, bitch, I call this all sheenin'
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| I need to go and see a church, get away from all these demons
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| They been askin' me for pressure so you know I gotta bring it
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| Had to turn off all my phones, got tired of my shit ringin'
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| Stay clutchin' on that chrome, any moment I might squeeze it
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| Might squeeze it like bang
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| They gossip 'bout me but don’t know shit, been all to myself
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| Yeah, lately, I been on some more shit
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| Don’t fuck with these niggas, 'cause really they be on some ho shit
|
| My day one brothers, yeah that’s who I be on the road with
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| I went through the most shit, I used to ask the hoes shit
|
| Most of my shit was stolen, now I ball like DeRozan
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| They tell me I’m chosen, I swear my heart frozen
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| But I ain’t never foldin', play, we bust your shit open
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| Wide open, like bang |