| She tell me it’s love, but I don’t believe it
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| No I don’t believe it
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| She took off in Vicky’s ‘cause I don’t like secrets
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| Don’t give me no pussy, no girl, you can keep it
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| I know your intentions
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| You plottin' to get you an athlete, a rapper
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| But tell me what you gon' do after that beauty phase
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| And you ain’t won, earned you no accolades
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| Dependent on fools tryna get them a nut
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| You should be in school tryna get a degree
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| If not then go hop your broke ass on that pole
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| I deal with some strippers and they got that fee
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| They pull up in foreigns, I called you the Uber
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| Just do me one favor girl
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| Could you act like you’ve been ‘round some damn money before?
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| Stop yellin' so much, I got neighbors
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| I took her to eat and she cursed out the waiter
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| I swear I am done fucking ‘round with these rachets
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| I need me a model or maybe an actress
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| Don’t care what she is long as she is established
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| Because me and broke hoes, we just do not mix
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| I need me a bad one that’s already rich
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| I started with nothing and made me a flip |
| Ain’t stressin' no pussy, I’m stacking my chips
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| That’s why I got the Maserati parked outside
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| I got the 6 and it was sitting on 4's
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| She came through and I had her mouth wide
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| She wanna fuck ‘cause a nigga got dough
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| I got the Maserati parked outside
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| I got the 6 and it was sitting on 4's
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| She came through and I had her mouth wide
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| She wanna fuck ‘cause a nigga got dough
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| I know, yeah girl I know
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| I know, yeah girl I know
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| I know, yeah girl I know
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| I know, yeah girl I know
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| She want to fuck me ‘cause she know I’m lit
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| I’m almost famous and I did it keeping ownership
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| Of this music and the brand that I built before
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| Name change prompted by a faulty contract
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| But still I maintain and kill these niggas
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| And make these bitches fall in love
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| That young nigga with the vocals
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| Who was raised around the thugs and the dope boys
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| And gritty music, I was known for it
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| But now that Grammy music is what I’m going for
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| Believing I was born for the sole purpose
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| Of being labelled as the greatest
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| Rumor is I’m ‘bout to shine and I’m like, «Mama look, we made it!» |
| And you told me boy don’t trust ‘em if it’s second guess it
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| In this world full of deceit this what be keeping me protected
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| If it’s fraud then I’ll detect it off the rip
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| Bitches tryna drain me low and niggas tryna get me hit
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| I can’t afford to ever slip, she did them bumps off the tip
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| And the lines off the stash
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| She think she my shawty, that shit made me laugh
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| The shit I been through, girl you don’t know the half
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| Been busy perfecting my craft
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| So I ain’t got time for that drama
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| I’d much rather fuck up some commas
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| I feel like I’m Future, this life you ain’t used to
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| It’s all in your eyes
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| You say you ain’t scheming, there’s no need to lie
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| That pussy gon' drip when she get in my ride
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| And I’m talking about the Maserati parked outside
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| I got the 6 and it was sitting on 4's
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| She came through and I had her mouth wide
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| She wanna fuck ‘cause a nigga got dough
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| I got the Maserati parked outside
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| I got the 6 and it was sitting on 4's
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| She came through and I had her mouth wide
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| She wanna fuck ‘cause a nigga got dough |
| I know, yeah girl I know
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| I know, yeah girl I know
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| I know, yeah girl I know
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| I know, yeah girl I know
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| That’s why I got the Maserati parked outside
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| I got the 6 and it was sitting on 4's
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| She came through and I had her mouth wide
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| She wanna fuck ‘cause a nigga got dough
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| I got the Maserati parked outside
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| I got the 6 and it was sitting on 4's
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| She came through and I had her mouth wide
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| She wanna fuck ‘cause a nigga got dough
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| I know, yeah girl I know
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| I know, yeah girl I know
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| I know, yeah girl I know
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| I know, yeah girl I know |