| I wanna talk to all you addicts out there
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| That’s got yourself a great big Jones
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| An' you have tried all the methadone
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| An' you just can’t leave that heroin alone
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| I wonder, have you tried
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| Dope just touched down, I’m so grateful
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| Numbers so low, bitch, be thankful
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| They say don’t let the money change you
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| That’s how we know money ain’t you
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| Bitch, I been had, bitches been bad
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| We buy big boats, bitch, I’m Sinbad
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| Downright sinful, bitch, we been full
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| All my dopeboys, we like kinfolk
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| BMore burnt spoon, DC glass pipe
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| VA sent bales, 'bout that trap life
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| Blew through thousands, we made millions
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| Cocaine soldiers, once civilians
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| Bought hoes Hondas, took care children
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| Let my pastor, build out buildings
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| Rapped on classics, I been brilliant
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| Now we blend in, we chameleons, ah!
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| Never have I been locked up in a world of misery
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| I need you darling to set me free
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| Come back baby, just find me one more time
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| Ooh baby, I’m 'bout to go out of my mind
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| I can’t…
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| Who else got the luxury to drop when he want cause nobody else can fuck with me?
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| What a show off
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| Nigga wrist for wrist let’s have a glow off
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| Fuck it, brick for brick let’s have a blow off
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| If we go by connections made
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| I can still climb ladders when complexions fade (yugh)
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| White on white that’s the tester
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| Black on black that’s the Tesla
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| See these diamonds in this watch face?
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| All that shit came from pressure
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| They don’t miss you 'till you gone with the wind
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| And they tired of dancing like a Ying Yang Twin
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| You can’t have the Yin without the Yang my friend
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| Real niggas bring balance to the game I’m in (yugh)
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| Can’t escape the scale if I tried, interstate trafficking’s alive
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| Push
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| Never have I been locked up in a world of misery
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| I need you darling to set me free
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| Come back baby, just find me one more time
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| Ooh baby, I’m 'bout to go out of my mind
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| I can’t…
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| Still fresh off the boat niggas
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| Don’t make me super soak niggas
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| Your life ends up a quote nigga
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| The good die young, all dogs go to heaven
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| It’s really just momma’s falling out on the reverend
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| I play musical chairs with these squares
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| Rich flair before they was Ric Flair’s
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| Cocaine concierge, longest running trapper of the year
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| Stood the test of time like Dapper Dan
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| Season my sauce like Zatarain’s
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| Is he still in the caravan? |
| (no)
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| It’s a mill in in the caravan? |
| (whoa)
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| Richard Mille on a leather band (whoo)
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| Behind the wheel like an ambulance (go)
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| On my way up to Maryland
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| Never have I been locked up in a world of misery
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| I need you darling to set me free
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| Come back baby, just find me one more time
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| Ooh baby, I’m 'bout to go out of my mind
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| I can’t…
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| Come back baby, just find me one more time
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| Ooh baby, I’m 'bout to go out of my mind
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| I-I can’t… |