| When I talk that talk it be coming from da heart
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| I don’t love that bitch, I was playing my part
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| I don’t trust these hoes wasn’t here from the start
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| In love with the money, we can’t be apart
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| If you cross my back we can never restart
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| Trap busy, making sales like Walmart
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| Diamonds hitting like they do in martial art
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| Heart cold, so I’m rocking the chrome heart, chrome heart
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| K Preme
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| Put the money over these hoes
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| Neck, wrist, ear, froze
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| Keep the strap like I’m rocking jaboes
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| Still in the trap breaking down bows
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| Niggas jealous, can’t leave without the pole
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| When I lost Oli, I could feel it in my soul
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| I pop it on niggas, I’ma flex wiyh a bank roll
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| Ten toes down I can’t ever fold
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| I can count the money with a blindfold
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| Learn how to let go what I can’t control
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| Free my nigga Stevie I pray they give him parole
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| Yeah
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| Get in there
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| Get in there
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| When I talk that talk it be coming from da heart
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| I don’t love that bitch, I was playing my part
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| I don’t trust these hoes wasn’t here from the start
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| In love with the money, we can’t be apart
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| If you cross my back we can never restart
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| Trap busy, making sales like Walmart
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| Diamonds hitting like they do in martial art
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| Heart cold, so I’m rocking the chrome heart, chrome heart |