| Yes I may forgive but not forget, I’m forever known
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| Niggas count me out until I cash out, put some money on em'
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| All this green on me, I been landscaping, lawn mowing
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| Busting down some trees, planting seeds, where it’s clientele
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| Post Office plays, P.O. |
| box, I be spreading mail
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| Crack his head open if that box feel empty as hell
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| Grass greener on the other side, still put a bando over there
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| Go to church cause' I love my momma, still strapped in there
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| Niggas tried to tax me on some bowls, made em' pay a proper fair
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| Old Testament inside my hands, nigga cause' you took it there
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| Speed racing, I ain’t even have no license, got pulled over, played musical
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| chairs
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| Gotta' keep a real tight circle in this bitch, we don’t fuck with none of y’all
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| squares
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| In a SRT off a Perc, doing 130 but I’m way over that limit
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| I ain’t got none like I’m Master P, scrimmage
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| Is what it is, was what it was, could’ve been
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| I’ma stack them bands up, make a stairway to heaven then
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| Yeah, uh, what Kanye say? |
| About my winnings bitch
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| Get a brand new chain, new whip, then show who the slaves
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| Get a brand new belt, BB Simon, dang
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| Spend them bands and get it back, real boomerang gang
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| Yes I may forgive but not forget, I’m forever known
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| Niggas count me out until I cash out, put some money on em'
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| All this green on me, I been landscaping, lawn mowing
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| Busting down some trees, planting seeds, where it’s clientele
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| Post Office plays, P.O. |
| box, I be spreading mail
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| Crack his head open if that box feel empty as hell
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| Grass greener on the other side, still put a bando over there
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| Go to church cause' I love my momma, still strapped in there |