| All these jewels that I spit
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| Fools will get chipped
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| Can’t change the game cause there’s rules to this shit
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| When you follow suit whole crew will get rich
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| I’m the proof check the motherfucking views in this bitch
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| Yeah, as I cruise in my 6
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| Need a 100K a show that’s my muse when I spit
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| I’m the type to make the news when I trip
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| Prolly be my downfall a short fuse on a crip
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| And I’m working on my temper put some jewels on my wrist
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| Cause I’d rather be that nigga on a cruise with my bitch
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| Boat dock, only food is a fish
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| On the coast to Greece nigga where the views is the shit
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| Follow me home come and view the abyss
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| Take a walk with me take your tool just to take a piss
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| It ain’t safe tell a nigga get a grip
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| Hard headed niggas gotta take a bag to take a shit
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| Where if you let a nigga mark you out
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| You labeled as a bitch
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| Can’t take a strike back so niggas ain’t taking shit
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| They see you with it prolly take a nigga shit
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| If you got that on your record prolly take you for your chick
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| Disrespect you infront of your kids
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| Treat you like the broad that you is
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| That’s on God and my kid
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| Imma have you gone with the wind
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| Stop them games where they start begin
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| Lion heart in my brim
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| And nigga it get dark in the den
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| Question is homie with the sharks can you swim?
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| Smell fakes, smell pussy, smell fear
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| Killer instinct we can tell what’s pretend
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| I be getting to the money
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| Ain’t a damn thing funny
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| You can see this cash all on me
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| I’ll be on it till I’m dead and gone, dead and gone
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| After that then I’m heading home, heading home
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| I be getting to the money
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| Ain’t a damn thing funny
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| You can see this cash all on me
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| I’ll be on it till I’m dead and gone, dead and gone
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| After that then I’m heading home, heading home |