| Yeah
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| I got new money, I spend it to waste time, yeah
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| Yeah, nigga, it’s my time, woah
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| (Based1 got them bands, ho)
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| I got new money, I spend it to waste time
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| You truly are dummy to think you could take mine
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| The opps gettin' tired, coach tell 'em, «Take five»
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| I don’t care what people sayin' through the grapevine
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| Instagram fame, all these niggas say they fly
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| Think she rollin' with the guys, but she not, she left behind
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| I got this mony on my mind and they can’t stop us
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| You say you loyal, but you actin' like a cop, uh
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| Don’t ask me about chancs 'cause you know that I’ma take it
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| In it for the love and you in this shit to be famous
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| Nine on my side, guess they say I’m armed and dangerous
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| Put my soul inside these songs, these niggas don’t know what pain is
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| Gave you a second chance, you turn around just to break it
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| I didn’t wanna fuck on lil' shorty, but she got naked
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| I didn’t wanna cut you off, nigga, you wrote a statement
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| I thought you was my boy and was down for what we was chasin'
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| Dreams full of nightmares, feeling like Jason
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| Feel like I’m goin' crazy, I ain’t goin' to a placement
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| Wake up, look at my baby, see him growin', it’s amazing
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| I ain’t never changing, promise that I’m far from basic, nigga
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| I got real money, I promise it took time
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| Get a hundred thousand and throw it up in the sky
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| Look in my mama eyes, she proud, I made her cry
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| Yeah, and lil' nigga, that’s why
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| I got new money, I spend it to waste time
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| You truly are dummy to think you could take mine
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| The opps gettin' tired, coach tell 'em, «Take five»
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| I don’t care what people sayin' through the grapevine
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| Instagram fame, all these niggas say they fly
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| Think she rollin' with the guys, but she not, she left behind
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| I got this money on my mind and they can’t stop us
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| You say you loyal, but you actin' like a cop, uh
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| I don’t want problems, I just want my space
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| Tell my brother, «God got you, you gon' beat that case»
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| Too many throwaways, left 'em duckin' the strays
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| If they ever disrespect him, they gon' catch this fade
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| I was down for so long, I did minimum wage
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| Lifestyle lookin' average, I was stuck in a cage
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| Ran it up at fourteen, I knew I had to get paid
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| You gon' stop and make excuses or just go make a wave
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| They talk that shit, what they achieving?
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| I don’t know about you or what you believe in
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| Smokin' on top shelf got my lungs wheezin'
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| Karate kid, black belt if you wanna see me, nigga
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| I got real money, I promise it took time
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| Get a hundred thousand and throw it up in the sky
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| Look in mama eyes, she proud, I made her cry
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| Yeah, lil' nigga, and that’s why
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| I got new money, I spend it to waste time
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| You truly are dummy to think you could take mine
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| The opps gettin' tired, coach tell 'em, «Take five»
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| I don’t care what people sayin' through the grapevine
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| Instagram fame, all these niggas say they fly
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| Think she rollin' with the guys, but she not, she left behind
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| I got this money on my mind and they can’t stop us
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| You say you loyal, but you actin' like a cop, uh |