| No time to waste, don’t rush the pace
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| Live life top shelf, no time to chase
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| No time to wait for those that ain’t runnin'
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| Window tint on the whip 'cause every day it ain’t sunny
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| Hoes cop feelings 'cause you lookin' like fresh
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| Car talk back and your pockets like Shrek
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| You might blow it all when you cash your check
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| You only live once, why not look your best?
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| Throwin' money like look at that mess
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| Talkin' shit at the table, double your bet
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| Fuck a broad that you swear you just met
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| While chillin' in the VIP talkin' shit to a rep
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| Promise her a trip overseas when you’re flyin' out
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| Same club owner, yeah you think you might buy 'em out
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| 'Cause it’s mind over matter
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| Climbin' up the ladder, 'til you’re hangin' from the scaffold
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| It’s either that player or you’re just cattle
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| If you ain’t 'bout money, nigga what you after?
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| Is you the dope boy of your life or you just gettin' high?
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| Get it in all the time or you’re gettin' by?
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| Push the pedal overdrive or you never ride?
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| If they rush and you clutch, would you let them fly?
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| It’s either eat or you’re starvin'
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| If you ain’t talkin' money beg your pardon
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| It’s either eat or you’re starvin'
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| If you ain’t got it, shawty, how could you argue?
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| And you wonder why a jacker run up on you
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| Demeanor is a goon but that ain’t your persona
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| Got you on the corner, at that very moment you could die
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| For those jewels if you really, really want 'em
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| So come up off on 'em, don’t get caught up in the hype
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| Play it lowkey, mothafucka flashin' lights
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| What means the world to you?
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| You wanted much more but the world’ll do
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| To no more friends, some things have changed
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| Never in the hood 'cause it ain’t the same
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| Money breathe envy and the streets ain’t friendly
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| When they’re askin' for help but you really can’t lend it
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| Turn that hate before you finish your sentence
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| Tried to put 'em on but they ain’t see your vision
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| Just to be in your postition 'cause ain’t shit given
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| Type of livin cost blood, sweat and tears
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| Seemed overnight but it took a few years
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| Overcoming your fears
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| To be the one they toast to when they holla «Cheers»
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| You don’t wanna play 'em to the left
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| But you gotta look out for yourself |