| Ooh, yeah
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| Mally, Mally Mall
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| I put my racks in the safe
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| Don’t know no one I can trust
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| Fuck all that minimum wage
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| I feel like a million bucks
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| Way too many stacks, can’t count
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| Unlimited, that’s my amount
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| Accumulate the profits then I bounce
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| I fly to a island, no spouse
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| Power of the mind, shit’s real
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| Independent grind, fuck a deal
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| No probation, no P. O
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| Bad bitches screaming: «I love Rio»
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| I’m never going back to my old ways
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| Always told my mama we’ll see better days
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| If I ever have a warrant, I’ma do the race
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| I’ma fly so high, watch me elevate, yeah
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| We’ve gone so far
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| Yeah, I told my mom we will see better days
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| We’ve seen it all
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| Yeah, I told my mom we will see better days
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| Better days, better days
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| Yeah, I told my mom we will see better days
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| Better days, better days (I promise you, baby)
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| Yeah, I promise we’ll see better days (Ayy) |