| Get to the bag, uh
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| I’ve been awake for a week, uh yeah
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| Hit it then laugh, uh
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| I’m gone be good if you leave, uh yeah
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| Digital dash, uh
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| Passenger seat when I’m lean, yeah uh
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| Tell me the facts, uh
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| You do the most when you speak, uh yeah
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| God bless my sins, I’m not a criminal
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| But I can really get rid of you
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| Counting my wins, ay, money residual
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| Never been minimal, uh
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| I never miss, kick that bitch out my room. |
| uh
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| Savage I have to move, uh
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| I never trip, ay, I don’t get mad at you, I’ll switch my Avenue, uh
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| Sharing no intel
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| Like I got nothing up in there
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| All of my homies they been real
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| A nigga still sipping on gin still
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| They wanna tell me be gentle
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| That shit just fucks with my mental
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| Fuck wasting time I just run
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| Never in last I’m in frount
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| Why would I act like I’m tough
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| Shit wasn’t smooth, it was rough
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| Made it from hatred and drugs
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| Gin with some ice in my cup
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| Ex bitch tried ringing my phone
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| Why would I ever pick up
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| I don’t be giving no fucks
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| They want me down not up
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| Okay
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| I got growth on my mind
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| I don’t hang around with trash
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| Kick that bitch out my life
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| You knew that we would never last
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| On the grind
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| Rocking thrasher
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| Like I took off on a ramp
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| Got no time to give answers
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| I don’t ever call them back
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| Get to the bag, uh
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| I’ve been awake for a week, uh yeah
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| Hit it then laugh, uh
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| I’m gone be good if you leave, uh yeah
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| Digital dash, uh
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| Passenger seat when I’m lean, yeah uh
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| Tell me the facts, uh
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| You do the most when you speak, uh yeah
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| Get to the bag, uh
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| I’ve been awake for a week, uh yeah
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| Hit it then laugh, uh
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| I’m gone be good if you leave, uh yeah
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| Digital dash, uh
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| Passenger seat when I’m lean, yeah uh
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| Tell me the facts, uh
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| You do the most when you speak, uh yeah |