| They say money ain’t everything,
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| Shut that up, don’t talk to me like a child girl I’m not that young
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| Even though I’m gone I don’t mean now I ain’t linin still
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| Don’t think cause of fame I can’t get ass murdered still
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| So I do the things that really it’s supposed to be
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| The feeling fuckin failing, should we scare you where’s yo fuckin shoes
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| Girl I’m on my grind on these niggas, I ain’t shinin on these niggas
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| Have my eye on these niggas if they try, fuck these niggas
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| It’s what they doin
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| Ya’ll fake niggas, ya’ll getting that, I don’t want that love
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| Remember bad deals, I could get it in the car and go spark that plug
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| Stop betrayin me baby, I did back, don’t start that love
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| And girl should you do me, you already ready for it, I’m finna do it no
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| Fuck these niggas mane, they don’t know no better
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| Been 4 months since that my nigga, I ain’t seen no letters
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| That guy 50, he should be with me out getting his wealth
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| Last time we talked he told me he was gonna kill himself
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| Fuck! |
| I don’t know what I’m a do without my dog
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| You in the game, gonna yell your name til you get out my dog
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| My Lord, it’s crazy how this track got me singing from my heart
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| I’m swerving lane to lane, champagne all in my veins
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| It’s crazy how this track got me singing from my heart
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| I’m swerving lane to lane, champagne all in my veins
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| Damn shame you niggas lame, prayin, bringin niggas pain
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| Sucker niggas all in pain when the feds yell my name
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| Like go Problem, go Problem
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| You think that I don’t want problems, don’t know Problem
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| That will be second when I feeled it
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| I’m parasailing
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| Diamonds ain’t from vills click
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| Yea this is the real boys and this that shit we live for
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| Pop champagne and live for
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| Grindin while my kids snore
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| Mama see my billboard and she went nuts
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| Bitches actin for a handout, all I give is two fucks
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| I’ve been drinkin too much, I’ve been smoking too much
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| Girl I can’t put it down, roll a joint, puff puff
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| I ain’t talkin bout no Diddy,
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| This is really how I’m feelin everyday
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| I’m a redal mixed with apple juice, like pains go away
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| I’m a stay up in the booth til you lames go away
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| Yo have me by that march when you say they name if you pay
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| My Lord, it’s crazy how this track got me singing from my heart
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| I’m swerving lane to lane, champagne all in my veins
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| It’s crazy how this track got me singing from my heart
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| It’s crazy how this track got me singing from my heart
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| It’s crazy how this track got me singing from my heart |