| I like it folded
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| Clean, rubbered, folded
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| I applaud it
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| And my heart is clean (Clean)
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| Life is gorgeous (Gorgeous)
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| Jugg, sleep, repeat (Jugg)
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| Get a fortune (Cash)
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| No contingencies (Yeah, yeah)
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| I’m gonna force it
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| Gave my a family a roof
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| Now, I got my girl a roof
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| Give an order out to shoot (Give an order out to shoot)
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| We don’t roll around with groups
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| My bruddas came from group homes
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| Avianne new stones (Avianne new stons)
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| Avianne new stones (Nah)
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| You can’t war my shoes with no shoe, horn (Nah)
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| You don’t even have a fucking clue, hoe (Nah)
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| Every watch, it used to be a two, tone
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| But I fell in love with the rose, gold
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| Dolce and Gabbana for my home clothes
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| I can’t rest, I’ma get it with no breaks
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| Worked on myself, on my own (Own)
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| I can’t rest, I want bread in bulk (Bread)
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| Had to put the killer on pause (Pause)
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| My heart good, but it’s gettin' cold (Cold, prrt, prrt, prrt)
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| Bread, butter, Hovis
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| That’s what I’m gettin' to
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| I like my money toasted
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| I like it folded
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| Clean, rubbered, folded
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| I applaud it
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| And my heart is clean
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| Life is gorgeous
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| Never planned to be in showbiz
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| Got my eyes on the Forbes list (Forbes list)
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| Man, I came up of a quarter
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| Now, the Richy worth a quarter (Quarter)
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| Now, I’m sittin' in the ivy
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| Cap on, lookin' icy (Icy)
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| If you want me, you can find me (Find me)
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| Got my pistol right beside me (Beside me)
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| One wrong step, that’s a mistake
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| That you don’t really wanna make, oh
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| Pistol or the gauge, oh
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| And I’ll beat the case
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| Arabic dial, let me put it on the face
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| Seven figures, and I’m pushin' it to eight
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| I don’t think it’s luck, I put it all on fate
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| And I pray to God to take away my sins
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| Mama told me «I should never lose my faith»
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| Mama told me «It will always be my friends»
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| That would turn their back, but never lose your way
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| Huncholini, I’ve been leanin' till this day
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| Huncholini, now, I’m pickin' up the pace
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| Feelings ain’t a thing, and I don’t feel a way
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| I’m just happy that I really made a change
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| I’m just happy that I did it all my way
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| Bread, butter, Hovis
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| That’s what I’m gettin' to |