| I put it on my circle bitches red on
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| I’m gettin money maybe gettin too long
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| Them fuckers don’t understand what I put on
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| We livin life like a dreamin bitch now I’m gone
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| Champagne bottles poppin poppin, now I’m gone
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| Everybody watchin ah now I’m gone
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| Choppin them bricks and choppin them beats (choppin choppin choppin)
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| Yeah yeah yeah
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| Your bitch wanna us I can’t tell you lie. |
| (fuckin your bitches)
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| I’m done with you now i just cross the line. |
| (fuckin again now)
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| Livin that west side shit
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| I know you still don’t know which is the best side bitch
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| Don’t name it
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| I blowin you mind we started to zero now seen the stars
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| Partyin hard like (partyin like a horse) we livin in clouds
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| Smokin that gas. |
| Thats what I do
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| You clowns just gridy yeah know what I do
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| I want it more than you I want to rule
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| I wanna be greatest and I wanna Rarri. |
| And a Buggatti
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| Hundreds of horses, drivin to Cali
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| And bitch like Nicki. |
| Who’s gonn stop me? |
| (Who the fuckin hell?)
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| Who’s gonn stop me? |
| (Who the fuckin hell?)
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| Came from the streets and keepin that 9 on me
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| Now who’s gonn stop me? |
| (Who the fuckin hell na?)
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| Less than a year for finishing college
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| Yeah who’s gonn stop me? |
| (Who the mothafuckin hell na?)
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| I learned and I grew by myself homie
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| Now who’s gonn stop me? |
| Yeap (Blee Blee)
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| Tell em don’t come alone my territory
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| Bullets on sky! |
| Scarred for a life!
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| I put my moms name on it
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| I put it on my circle bitches red on
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| I’m gettin money maybe gettin too long
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| Them fuckers don’t understand what I put on
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| We livin life like a dreamin bitch now I’m gone
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| Champagne bottles poppin I guess you dreamin bitch
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| Yup missed me yup I’m gone
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| Everybody watchin now I’m gone
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| No lie on these hoes! |
| Imma beast boy!
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| All i want is life in a crystal
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| Hunnas on hunnas now lets fuckup some commas!
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| I need dozens boy for my beast boys
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| I’m playin full cort but no basketball
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| You missin them shoots but you dropin on the floor
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| Keep goin in circles. |
| Keep gettin dollas
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| You know you know them ghettos but you didn’t see my struggle
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| Momma really workin 3 jobs
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| My father trynna run them fuckin cops
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| I supply them drugs for other guys
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| You don’t even know
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| Haters gonn hate but Ion puttin on a low
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| Sharin my life to the world!
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| Now you know what I know
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| I put it on my circle bitches red on
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| I’m gettin money maybe gettin too long
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| Them fuckers don’t understand what I put on
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| We livin life like a dreamin bitch now I’m gone
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| Champagne bottles poppin I guess you dreamin bitch
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| Yup missed me yup I’m gone
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| Everybody watchin now I’m gone |