| Everyday it feels like a shopping spree to me
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| Cuz I be here summon ticket there’s no stopping this for me
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| I don’t care if no mother fucker I’m out here stompin' feet
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| I don’t care if no mother fucker I’m out here stompin' my feet
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| Roll up
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| Back to chopping this beat
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| Hold up, guess what
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| You see me and all my peeps it’s like we make a hole the way
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| Every other week
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| I’m bout to go bout to fuck property
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| Start a country where we only spread peace yeah
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| And fuck you if you think it’s corny
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| All my idols died on this channel to do this shit properly
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| Make 'em proud of me yeah
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| Talking to Janice, Jim, Bob and Jimmy
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| Y’all don’t understand that’s my guy, so when you see me drinking whisky
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| Hopping trains doing drugs, on my mind for seven days
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| I’ma bend seven ways, it’s like not the fucking same
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| I don’t pill pop no I LSD drop
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| I drop mushrooms up inside the teapot
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| I don’t fake meditate, no, deep thoughts
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| I don’t want talk unless we talking deep thought
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| Any caddy color orange only got two doors
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| Had my own first check fuck my rent I wanna flex
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| I know I do it so damn no one nags me
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| Everyday now all these people trying to text me
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| Back to chopping this beat, hold up
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| Guess who hasn’t slept in like a week
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| Roll up
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| Back to chopping this beat
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| Hasn’t slept in like week
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| Roll up
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| Back to chopping this beat
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| They be looking for me long time
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| They don’t even like me no more
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| I feel like the world is all mine
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| They be looking for me long time
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| They don’t make them like me no more
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| I feel like the world is all mine
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| Walk up at the store they don’t mind him at the door
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| I get it popping not just on the weekends
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| I can talk about myself I never I’m just not conceded
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| Rolling with my crew I think it’s safe to say it’s BB season
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| Everyday we happy baby yeah we be don’t need a reason
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| Only Hollywood go through ounces of that good on the daily
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| And when I bounce out of town I go through pounds that they mail me
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| I’ve been coming down I know me and marijuana got married
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| And all the people tryna break us off, I swear you don’t scare me
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| It’s my side tell the gully and perry
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| Down for whatever don’t tear me
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| Stab the pialics shadows is great
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| When the licks king is buried
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| Try with no bad knives near me
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| I do not like them clearly
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| Like 'em gotta be so jury
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| I mean it from the bottom of my heart sincerely
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| Like 'em gotta be so jury
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| I mean it from the bottom of my heart sincerely
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| They be looking for me long time
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| They don’t even like me no more
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| I feel like the world is all mine
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| They be looking for me long time
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| They don’t even like me no more
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| I feel like the world is all mine |