| Posted by the corner, caught that gas
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| Changin' every day, with that sight, from the past
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| Damn my bitch say I’m a goner, she say I’m blessed
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| To tell me that I’ll never make it straight back up that path
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| All the glass broke in the darkroom, ten o' clock
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| Striking then I wait, put your body in the shop
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| Drinkin water through the motherfuckin journey to the top
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| I come with shit you say I never really put back in the pot
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| Wet from the rain in the forest with my sounds low
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| Changed, know I got that rage, ain’t no joke, hoe
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| You probably think I’m never tryin, bitch you radical
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| Look beyond the body and make sure this ain’t no fishing toll
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| Shit, ice fall down
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| Starin at the well, flow well beneath the ground
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| Based with a case by the pound
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| Ride real quick, roll up in your damn town
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| Right up in your motherfuckin town
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| I pull up with that coke white suit, all around
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| Lack of the knowledge that you say
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| Talkin bout the motherfuckin problems of today
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| All black whip, cash in the zip
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| Grab that shit, whole bag, don’t trip
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| North Leather seat, Northface lime green
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| Only pack cash for my motherfuckin team, yeah
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| Bitch you never, bitch you never
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| Bitch you never came to me and claim that you so clever
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| Bitch you never, I’mma get her
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| Lost in the web full of fuckin trend-setters
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| Find me on the game show
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| Simply told you that I really got that cash flow
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| You never wanna know
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| Heat from the motherfuckin fire, take a seat
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| Nigga tell me bout the baddest bitches that I wanna meet
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| Fuck nigga still, laid her by the mill
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| Focus on the bills, simmer down, how that feel
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| Bitch go down, shake it for a nigga
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| Yeah, forget about that nigga
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| Always in that place, never fuckin late
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| Chase at the sight of that motherfuckin gate
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| Doin shit, people never really wanna try to do
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| I take the pain from the side as I fall through
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| As I fall through… fall through… through
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| Lace down, face down
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| Take that crown, talk to the ground
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| I do it again, I never repent
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| Sleep in a tent, down I went |