| I’m in love, I’m in — I’m in — love, I’m in — I’m in — love with that paper
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| Fuck these niggas
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| Middle fingers up, middle fingers up to a hater
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| I don’t see these niggas man Ray Charles
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| All my bitches bad and they hate ya’ll
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| All these forgies are like acorns
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| Never fall off nigga, straight ball
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| I’m in love, I’m in — I’m in — love, I’m in — I’m in — love with that paper
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| Fuck these niggas
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| Middle fingers up, middle fingers up to a hater
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| I don’t see these niggas man Ray Charles
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| All my bitches bad and they hate ya’ll
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| All these forgies are like acorns
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| Never fall off nigga, straight ball
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| I’m in love
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| I’m in love with that paper
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| Middle fingers up to my haters
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| I’m on the penthouse outta Vegas
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| On that ranch with no neighbours
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| Please don’t ask me for favours
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| I work too hard when you was lazy
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| I was up all night taking flights
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| Get my grind on you was lazy
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| Stop staring at a nigga crazy
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| What you staring at would amaze
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| I see you came up from the pavement
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| Should be proud a street nigga made it
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| Fuck you sitting on waiting on a new case
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| Then a probation
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| I’d rather be in a drop top with a bad bitch at the gas station
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| Filling up with that 93, beeing where ya’ll trying to be
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| H Town down west by the gallery you might find the G
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| SMoking up by the street
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| Valley grade that the player made
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| Sip, drink Moe then next Spade
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| Don’t be about till I see my grade
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| I’m in love, I’m in — I’m in — love, I’m in — I’m in — love with that paper
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| Fuck these niggas
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| Middle fingers up, middle fingers up to a hater
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| I don’t see these niggas man Ray Charles
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| All my bitches bad and they hate ya’ll
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| All these forgies are like acorns
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| Never fall off nigga, straight ball
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| I’m in love, I’m in — I’m in — love, I’m in — I’m in — love with that paper
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| Fuck these niggas
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| Middle fingers up, middle fingers up to a hater
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| I don’t see these niggas man Ray Charles
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| All my bitches bad and they hate ya’ll
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| All these forgies are like acorns
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| Never fall off nigga, straight ball
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| I’m in love
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| I don’t see these niggas
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| Don’t wanna be these niggas
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| I’m just being me nigga
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| Keeping it G nigga
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| I’m still that niga
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| That real ass nigga
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| That ain’t over hating on nobody
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| Still out here with guerillas
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| Still smoke weed with the killers
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| Still get paid from the dealers
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| Still getting that game and guess what?
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| I’m still the trillest
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| But only real fellas
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| It’s the hustle talk
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| And while you over there hating
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| I just got the band out the vault
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| To pull up my new house
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| Still coming high like a motherfuckin boss
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| You niggas out here looking lost
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| Some of the hustlas mad cause they ass fell off
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| Got two bad bitches butt naked in the bed
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| Waiting on a nigga to knock em out
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| Got a 50 milligram blue pill that’ll make shelly
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| Cut em up and sell them
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| I’m in love, I’m in — I’m in — love, I’m in — I’m in — love with that paper
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| Fuck these niggas
|
| Middle fingers up, middle fingers up to a hater
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| I don’t see these niggas man Ray Charles
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| All my bitches bad and they hate ya’ll
|
| All these forgies are like acorns
|
| Never fall off nigga, straight ball
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| I’m in love, I’m in — I’m in — love, I’m in — I’m in — love with that paper
|
| Fuck these niggas
|
| Middle fingers up, middle fingers up to a hater
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| I don’t see these niggas man Ray Charles
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| All my bitches bad and they hate ya’ll
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| All these forgies are like acorns
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| Never fall off nigga, straight ball
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| I’m in love |