| I just been goin' so crazy
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| All of these bitches on me, so annoying
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| Ridin' around in a brand new Mercedes
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| I keep it stick it even when I’m performin'
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| We dyin' for money, that shit like a poison
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| I’m still in my hood, bitch, I’m out in the open
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| Can’t listen to rumors, they fuck up my focus
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| I’m off the mud, bitch, I’m sleepin' on poetry
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| I’m from the streets, you from the burbs
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| I keep that heat, you was a nerd
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| Don’t listen to rumors, that shit for the birds
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| Say nothin' is given because that shit earned
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| Low when you broke, think it’s a joke
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| Doin' a muzzle, my ass on a cart
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| Did good for my bros, fuck all the hoes
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| Dreamt of the most and expected the worst
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| I fucked her inside of the foreign
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| She cummin' all over my leather
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| Raf Simmons all over my toes
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| And I got designers all over my sweaters
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| I’m with the gang, I’m with the squad
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| I’m with the guys, we kid and post
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| Pretty thick bitch, designer her purse
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| She smell like she know he got white on her toes
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| Bro caught a M and I pray for your family
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| Thirty for me, that shit won’t get to Germany |
| N**** be thinkin' they hot, pull up on the ops
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| And that .30 on 'em, get the fanny
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| Hey, I’m poppin' at n*****
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| I’m dope, hot, and perky
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| My diamonds, they dancin', they jerkin'
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| Ridin' around in the foreign
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| I’m up on the A, bitch, I’m swervin'
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| Gamin' this bitch while you perp-in'
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| Your bitch at my show, why she twerkin'?
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| Brody just popped him a bean
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| Don’t be surprised to start markin'
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| Your bitch on my dick, why she flirtin'?
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| My bro outta state, he be workin'
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| That Glock got a switch, we up on that bitch
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| Open his brains like a curtain
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| I just been goin' so crazy
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| All of these bitches on me, so annoying
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| Ridin' around in a brand new Mercedes
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| I keep it stick it even when I’m performin'
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| We dyin' for money, that shit like a poison
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| I’m still in my hood, bitch, I’m out in the open
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| Can’t listen to rumors, they fuck up my focus
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| I’m off the mud, bitch, I’m sleepin' on poetry
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| I’m from the streets, you from the burbs
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| I keep that heat, you was a nerd
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| Don’t listen to rumors, that shit for the birds
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| Say nothin' is given because that shit earned |
| Low when you broke, think it’s a joke
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| Doin' a muzzle, my ass on a cart
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| Did good for my bros, fuck all the hoes
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| Dreamt of the most and expected the worst |