| Cxb know he go crazy
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| SephGotTheWaves
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| Ayy
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| I done fucked all them hoes that you see on TV
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| That shit right there don’t amaze me
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| Jump in the Rolls truck, then I do the dash to the three
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| I hope the police don’t chase me
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| Only dope Little Timmy gon' roll up is O double P
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| We smokin' him, purple, baby
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| And the can Coca-Cola I pour up when drinkin' on lean
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| It got me doin' amazin'
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| I’m in the 'Nolia, my soldier, he only thirteen
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| Been clutchin' Glocks and .380s
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| Four hundred racks, I don’t think it can fit in my jeans
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| I never went to the eighth grade
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| Double-O block, know the man up in Heaven can see me
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| He love to throw up the A-Town
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| I’ll hit your flight, when you comin' right over to see me?
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| I need to touch on my baby
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| 'Bout the chains 'round my neck, drop some guap on your motherfuckin' beanie
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| This shit remind me of slavery
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| Olajuwon, I be ballin' so hard like I’m Keemy
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| Or better yet, more like Dwyane Wade
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| I left some more than the blood on the motherfuckin' cement
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| Christians was bleedin' the hard way
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| Straight out the mud, had to climb out the deepest of deeper
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| To this day I don’t know what was y’all way
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| It’s like my heart gettin' colder
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| Somehow my arms still open when you need me, I hold ya
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| Still down at my lowest, so much weight on my shoulder
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| Too solid to fold, you know I ran with them vultures
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| It’s like every time I see them, girl, I think of us
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| Stars on the Rolls-Royce
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| Every time I see 'em, girl, I think 'bout the both us
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| Don’t you worry 'bout what they speakin', baby girl, they don’t know us
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| 'Cause I see the both us, I see the both us
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| Yeah, I see the both us, girl, I see the both us
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| Let’s go out of town, let’s go hop in the Lamb'
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| Take a pic on the block just to post on the 'Gram
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| The way you took my heart made me feel like a scam
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| She call me Martin, my Gina, no Pam
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| Hit that thang from the back, got me sayin', «Yes, ma’am»
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| Smokin' opps like it’s wax on the corner with candles
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| Let you open the box, got some brand new Margielas
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| I don’t care 'bout no stocks, I’m investin' in stretchers
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| Lil' shawty, your heart, it come off Disney Channel
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| She need to stop playin' 'cause I wanna main her
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| I’m drinkin' lean out a plastic container
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| Glock with a big magazine, I’m a danger
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| Gun you down if you want, I don’t fuck with no strangers
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| You ain’t kept it one hundred, so don’t throw the gang up
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| I’m from a side of a town where it’s dangerous
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| How the fuck did you die? |
| You just walked out, let’s go
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| I done fucked all them hoes that you see on TV
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| That shit right there don’t amaze me
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| Jump in the Rolls truck, then I do the dash to the three
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| I hope the police don’t chase me
|
| Only dope Little Timmy gon' roll up is O double P
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| We smokin' him, purple, baby
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| And the can Coca-Cola I pour up when drinkin' on lean
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| It got me doin' amazin'
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| It’s like my heart gettin' colder
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| Somehow my arms still open when you need me, I hold ya
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| Still down at my lowest, so much weight on my shoulder
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| Too solid to fold, you know I ran with them vultures
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| It’s like every time I see them, girl, I think of us
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| Stars on the Rolls-Royce
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| Every time I see 'em, girl, I think 'bout the both us
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| Don’t you worry 'bout what they speakin', baby girl, they don’t know us
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| 'Cause I see the both us, I see the both us
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| Yeah, I see the both us, girl, I see the both us |