| I don’t got much, homie
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| But I’m livin' happily
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| Is there really more to this
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| Will I ever rest in piece
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| My mind is in this music shit
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| So please don’t even bother me
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| Grindin for some dollars in my pocket
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| Man that’s all I need
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| Fuck the fame, fuck you mane
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| Everything is cool right now
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| I got mary jane up in my lungs
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| Man it’s been awhile
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| Ride around
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| With em windows down
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| Man, it’s all good
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| Bad bitch by my side
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| Thing is held just like a phone book
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| Eyes low, every time you see me make them weave in front
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| Smoke a ton
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| Man that’s Lavaboy
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| We just havin fun
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| Keep a gun, just in case a playa wanna tst me
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| Sayin that you know me
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| Bitch you nevr met me
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| Fuck the hoes that you lovin
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| There’s nothin
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| You never did this shit, so my niggas started frontin
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| You never did this shit, so my niggas stuntin
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| I’m ballin like rollin
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| Catchin wind with the top down
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| Catchin wind of all these mothafuckas talkin bout me
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| «Homie I was playin dawg»
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| Don’t even try me
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| Miss the palm trees
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| Now I’m smokin from the palm leaves
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| Shoutout SB
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| Makin hits like that shit a breeze
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| Fuck the police
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| Man that’s all I’m gonna say
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| We been eatin, real good
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| Can’t be like me, we eatin steak
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| Suckas up to no good
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| You can see it in they face
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| Mothafucka, wish he would
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| Ima put him in his place
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| Man, my ride low
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| No it’s Lavaboy
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| With the slow flow, high low
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| Porsche ready to go
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| You better duck, hoe
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| You know, man I keep it real don’t need to lie no, lie low
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| Cuz you never know who suckas work for
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| Fuck the hoes that you lovin
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| There’s nothin
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| You never did this shit, so my niggas started frontin
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| You never did this shit, so my niggas stuntin
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| I’m ballin like rollin
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| Catchin wind with the top down |