| Yeah, this that thug shit, ain’t no love shit
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| This that zone shit, ain’t no hoe shit
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| We back in motion
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| I just mixed the weed with a-
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| That’s my potion, you know I mean?
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| Let’s go, let’s go
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| Smoking while I’m singin' on the stage
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| Thousand people screamin' out my name
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| Shawty with me goin' both ways (Yeah)
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| See, I just want the money, fuck the fame
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| Picture’s lookin' bigger than the frame (Big)
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| I’m drownin' and there’s no one else to blame
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| The shit I’m thinkin' is harder to explain (Yeah)
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| Thinkin' with my heart and not my brain (Go)
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| Workin' on myself and I been goin' so long
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| If they all switched on me, told 'em, no love lost
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| Drinkin' to my wins, I end up so fucked up
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| When I’m drinkin' to my sins, I end up so far gone
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| Tryin' to let her in but still my heart’s so cold
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| I just catch her in the shower and she’s singin' my song (Yeah)
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| Sex in the city and we on the sky floor (Yeah)
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| And when she moan she hittin' them high notes (Let's go)
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| All of a sudden, everybody needs a favor (Yeah)
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| Nowhere to be seen until they seen a little paper
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| I’m a trill nigga, always know a real from a faker
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| Make you or break you, this shit is a soul taker
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| It’s a thug world, you’re in at your own cost
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| I been in these streets, you know I’m my own boss (Yeah, yeah)
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| If they all switched on me, told 'em, no love lost
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| Drinkin' to my sins, I end up so far gone
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| Smoking while I’m singin' on the stage
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| Thousand people screamin' out my name
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| Shawty with me goin' both ways (Yeah)
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| See, I just want the money, fuck the fame
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| Picture’s lookin' bigger than the frame (Big)
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| I’m drownin' and there’s no one else to blame
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| The shit I’m thinkin' is harder to explain (Yeah)
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| Thinkin' with my heart and not my brain (Yeah)
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| Tryin' to get higher in this bitch, give me the lighter
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| P’s provide and never cease to fire
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| Mama raised kings, my grandaddy a fighter (Uh)
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| Big barrels spin and sing at you like a choir
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| Smokin' Maria, Hennessy on the rider
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| Even in your eye, I see you’re an outsider
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| If you a tiger, you don’t run with the spiders (Nah)
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| They try deprive us, knowledge, we share the choir (Go)
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| Hustle and maintain, I hustle and make gains (Yeah)
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| The music is straight flames, we comin' for main stage
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| The street’s the same game, they hustle for Plain Jane
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| I hustle for more ounces, bricks and cocaine (Let's go)
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| Don’t slip, the wrong lanes get clipped, there’s no shame (Let's go)
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| Your bitch gon' move on, your clique, they won’t change
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| Na-na-na-na, told 'em that it’s no love lost (Yeah)
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| Drinkin' to my wins, I end up so fucked up
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| Smoking while I’m singin' on the stage
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| Thousand people screamin' out my name
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| Shawty with me goin' both ways (Yeah)
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| See, I just want the money, fuck the fame
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| Picture’s lookin' bigger than the frame (Big)
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| I’m drownin' and there’s no one else to blame
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| The shit I’m thinkin' is harder to explain (Yeah)
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| Thinkin' with my heart and not my brain (Go)
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| Yeah
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| You know a muhfucka just be goin' through this shit, man
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| Thinkin' with my heart
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| Yeah
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| Careful what nonsense, you let lie on your conscience
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| I’m tryin' to be here for the long run
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| Let’s go |