| Tory
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| I’m so tired of you niggas
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| Got it on smash!
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| You and all these bitches that be lyin' in ya pictures
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| I’ma take a jet and I’ma fly my niggas
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| Somewhere so big I can’t find my niggas
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| Ayy, and I’m trying my nigga
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| But you making hard to be around y’all niggas
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| And this is why I only be around my niggas
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| Come around I gotta look you up and down my nigga
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| I can’t be around you fuck niggas, that just ain’t me
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| Had to check myself, uh, I’m the same me
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| And I bust it like the clip when it’s off safety, don’t make me
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| And them fuck-boy hatin' niggas tryna replace me
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| 'Cause I give them boys the blues like I’m a Grape Street G
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| And no, got no Gucci on me but I just stay GG’d
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| And when I pop up and hop to the mall I spend like 18 Gs on nothing
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| She ride me like a ATV
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| I keep her Dolce-Gabbana'd up so she can stay DG’d
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| And I swear that batty so big that I can’t stay PG
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| But I stay all up on your block just like the state PD
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| You know I cross my I’s and I just dot my T’s
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| And I just hang with the same niggas from all my team
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| When I come up I promise we gonna ball together
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| 'Cause when we came up from nothing we was all together
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| I’m talking, all together, we was all together
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| When we came up from nothing, we was all together
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| When we all together, we was all together
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| When we came up from nothing, we was all together, yeah
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| And I can’t let no money get between us
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| And I can’t let no bitches get between us
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| Gotta stack this money with my team (Ayy, he knows)
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| All together, all together when we
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| Came up from nothing, we just ball together
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| And we never trust these bitches that we dog together
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| Whether big or we small or we tall together, I know
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| Dog forever, that’s my dog forever
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| I’m gon' ball forever, fuck these broads forever
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| I got bags of money, I can’t stop forever, you see
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| One Umbrella baby we gon' star together, one time
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| Yeah, and I’m big checkin'
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| I make so many hits I’m wondering did I miss yet?
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| Did I miss yet?
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| And tell me which nigga that I sound like this time
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| I turn a four-figure to a six-figure cheque, yeah, tell me do it sound right
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| this time?
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| When there’s more niggas tryna copy me, they tryna sound bite this line
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| And these pussy-ass niggas tryna hate on me
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| I put it down right this time
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| I think it’s 'bout right this time
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| I think it’s about right this time
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| I’m so tired of you niggas
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| You and all these bitches that be lyin' in ya pictures
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| I’ma take a jet and i’ma fly my niggas
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| Somewhere so big I can’t find my niggas |