| Vicasso on another one
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| SephGotTheWaves
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| Pull up Hellcat, I hope I passed all them demons
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| Money came with way more problems than I was thinkin'
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| Ice on me, hope I don’t turn into anemic
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| Sleepin' in the hood but I was California dreamin'
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| Problems, more money, more problems, more guns
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| Every time that it’s smoke, make sure we cloud up our lungs
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| More money, more problems, I still see blood on them dollars
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| Them haters motivate, we wouldn’t be nothin' without 'em
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| Yeah, yeah, hah
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| New Givenchy
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| Coupe came in red, but I promise it’s not Rucci Renni
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| Lil' Joe ride man, but tomorrow I’m goin' to see the dentist
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| Want smoke until we beat your block until it look like Emmett
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| Glass house the new ride, my haters gotta see me in it
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| Nigga probably still’ll drop a dime with a handful of pennies
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| Popped shawty on a boat, but I promise it’s a different ending
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| Who would’ve knew that dyin' was so easy?
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| Who would’ve knew that it’s so hard to survive?
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| Who would’ve knew that dyin' is so easy?
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| Who would’ve knew that it’s so hard alive?
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| I do drugs, even in my interviews
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| I been broken but they don’t see my inner views
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| Broke inside, so I came outside with racks on me
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| My plug ain’t say he was in a trap, so why he rat on me?
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| Ain’t losing weight, but I walk 'round with this bag on me
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| Ain’t doin' no ceilings, but I still…
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| Pull up Hellcat, I hope I passed all them demons
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| Money came with way more problems than I was thinkin'
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| Ice on me, hope I don’t turn into anemic
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| Sleepin' in the hood but I was California dreamin'
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| Problems, more money, more problems, more guns
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| Every time that it’s smoke, make sure we cloud up our lungs
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| More money, more problems, I still see blood on them dollars
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| Them haters motivate, we wouldn’t be nothin' without 'em
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| Who would’ve knew that dyin' was so easy?
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| Who would’ve knew that it’s so hard to survive?
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| Who would’ve knew that dyin' is so easy?
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| Who would’ve knew that it’s so hard alive?
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| Dyin' seem easy, ain’t got a place to sleep
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| Ran out of luck, but never felt like it was chasing me
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| Late nights prayin', knees achin', I can’t wait to see a blessing
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| But we up, them niggas hate to see it, why they wanna hate on me?
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| Pull up drop-top, don’t even know the weather (It might rain)
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| Even if she the hottest in the hood, I still won’t sweat her
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| You left me hangin' in the rain but it’s whatever (But it’s whatever)
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| They threw dirt on my name and you gave 'em the shovel, look
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| Ayy, livin' harder than it seems, and dyin' easier than it look
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| All of these bitches want a ring and most of 'em don’t know how to cook
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| They ain’t wanna see me make it, now I’m up, I got 'em shook
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| They won’t believe the shit I been through, fuck a movie, this a book
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| Pull up Hellcat, I hope I passed all them demons
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| Money came with way more problems than I was thinkin'
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| Ice on me, hope I don’t turn into anemic
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| Sleepin' in the hood but I was California dreamin'
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| Problems, more money, more problems, more guns
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| Every time that it’s smoke, make sure we cloud up our lungs
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| More money, more problems, I still see blood on them dollars
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| Them haters motivate, we wouldn’t be nothin' without 'em
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| Yeah, yeah, hah |