| You know I’m always making hits, but you the only one I miss
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| The only one I need, got everything else on my list
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| I got 40 on my wrist so you could tell I’m getting tick
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| I just threw my dog a play, my double-double with assist
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| And everything a nigga do, I put my soul in it
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| I get lost inside this feeling, no controlling it
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| And I drive that foreign slow like it got O’s in it
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| I done came up in the game, now I’m a pro with it
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| Niggas said they in the game and ain’t get no minutes
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| Got them championship rings, got the squad fitted
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| I fill this champagne glass, then I’m toastin' it
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| We really started from the bottom, less than four figures
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| We made a promise to our self, can’t be no broke niggas
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| Can’t trust these gold diggers, city of that pole pimpin'
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| And niggas stay trippin', whole city stay with it
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| How we was raised with it, really we okay with it
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| You know I’m always making hits, but you the only one I miss
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| The only one I need, got everything else on my list
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| I got 40 on my wrist so you could tell I’m getting tick
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| I just threw my dog a play, my double-double with assist
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| And everything a nigga do, I put my soul in it
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| I get lost inside this feeling, no controlling it
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| And I drive that foreign slow like it got O’s in it
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| I done came up in the game, now I’m a pro with it |