| Yeah, woah
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| Woah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| What?
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| Ayy
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| Roll up my Backwood and let me get high
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| Keep this money by my side, I had to sacrifice
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| She say she love me, she don’t love me, that’s a damn lie
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| I play for keeps, fuck a loss and a damn tie
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| Grab my lean, smoke my weed, need some more Sprite
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| I’ve been down for a while, am I on your mind?
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| I don’t really care too much, that’s how I feel inside
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| I be smokin' all the time because it feels right
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| Niggas actin' like my bros and we ain’t even tight
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| More ice
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| She wanna stay the night, tell lil shorty, «Catch a flight»
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| I was down in M-I-A fuckin' bitches, actin' trife
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| You wanna be my wife, ride it like you ride a bike
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| All this money in my hands, I’ma throw it on the ground
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| Like it when you back it up but better when you take it down
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| What don’t break me only make me, smokin' OG out the pound
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| I got niggas that will shoot but if cops come don’t make a sound
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| So, I sit back and watch, pray I see another day
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| Got Gucci with Supreme, shawty different in her way
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| Rock Chanel all the time, we go shoppin' in the Bay
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| East side in PA, they ain’t loyal where I stay
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| So I’m out here layin' low, dodgin' vibes that I don’t need
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| Everybody want somebody, don’t confuse that with your needs
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| Send a message to my shorty, this ain’t workin', gotta leave
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| I’ve been up, hardly sober, so let me
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| Roll this Backwood and let me get high
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| Keep this money by my side, I had to sacrifice
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| She say she love me, she don’t love me, that’s a damn lie
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| I play for keeps, fuck a loss and a damn tie
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| Grab my lean, smoke my weed, need some more Sprite
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| I’ve been down for a while, am I on your mind?
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| I don’t really care too much, that’s how I feel inside
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| I be smokin' all the time because it feels right
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| Niggas actin' like my bros and we ain’t even tight
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| Keep this money by my side, I had to sacrifice
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| She say she love me, she don’t love me, that’s a damn lie
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| I play for keeps, fuck a loss and a damn tie
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| Grab my lean, smoke my weed, need some more Sprite
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| I’ve been down for a while, am I on your mind?
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| I don’t really care too much, that’s how I feel inside
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| I be smokin' all the time because it feels right
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| Niggas actin' like my bros and we ain’t even tight
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| No, no
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| You actin' like my bro, but you really gonna fold
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| I ain’t tryna make no friends, I’ve been lonely down this road
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| I’ve been ridin' through the Hills, takin' views through the scope
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| Thumbin' through this cash, yeah, flexin' on my ex
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| And I can’t get no rest, nah, I’m tryna be my best
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| I’m a monster in the flesh, think she want me 'cause I’m next
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| And I don’t worry 'bout her moves 'cause she know I ain’t pressed
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| Lately I’ve been stressed, press reset
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| I’ve been in the mix, let me pop a Percocet
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| Baby, let’s get drunk and fuck like we first met
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| And I ain’t got no plans when you slide and send a text
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| Yeah, ayy, ayy
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| Roll up this Backwood, just let me get high
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| Yeah, I just need to get high
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| I don’t care what they say, I gotta get high |