| Now I done grew around some niggas that caused me some drama
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| Swear when you make it niggas say you owe them
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| Swear they think they your momma
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| Everybody with their hands out
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| They always ask me, they know that I got it
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| My biggest fear is going broke
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| Can’t say no, that’s my problem
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| I wanted that Rolls-Royce
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| Young boy looking to make a bad choice
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| Then it got fucked up when mom went to jail
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| I heard a little voice
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| Back of my head, Back of my mind
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| Dropped out of school but a nigga did fine
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| I ain’t telling you to drop out, but if you do make use of your time
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| I said why they hating on me I’m just trying to get my guap
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| I’m just trying to set my family up
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| First: believe in one God then stack your paper higher (bish)
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| Get your money, stack your paper higher (bitch)
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| We ain’t ever fuck with cops, and that’s never gonna stop
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| And I’m posted at the tippy-top
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| So get your money fast then stack your paper higher (bish)
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| Get your money, stack your paper higher (bitch)
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| Love (hate)
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| Niggas (hate)
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| Bitches (hate)
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| Me (I can’t)
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| Faded I might (faint)
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| Faded I might (faint)
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| My mind went (blank)
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| Mind went (blank)
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| Ok
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| I’m taking my time, and taking your dinner
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| (These Bitches) these bitches cold blooded like winter
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| I’m looking at fixtures that I don’t remember
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| I’m all in my zone, Karl Malone
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| Taking these shots, abusing my liver
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| It’s mine, I spend it
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| It’s mine, I’m gon' spend it
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| (Aughhh!)
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| Doomsday, Doom’s date
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| These niggas weak like it’s a tuesday
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| Niggas get loony like a toon stay
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| Everything well done, like two steaks
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| Who they? |
| ain’t from L. A
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| They fall off like November days
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| They worry bout your sales
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| But, at the end the day, who getting paid?
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| I said why they hating on me I’m just trying to get my guap
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| I’m just trying to set my family up
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| First: believe in one God then stack your paper higher (bitch)
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| Get your money, stack your paper higher (bitch)
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| We ain’t ever fuck with cops, and that’s never gonna stop
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| And I’m posted at the tippy-top
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| So get your money fast then stack your paper higher (bitch)
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| Get your money, stack your paper higher (bitch)
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| Love (hate)
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| Niggas (hate)
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| Bitches (hate)
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| Me (I can’t)
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| Faded I might (faint)
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| Faded I might (faint)
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| My mind went (blank)
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| Mind went (blank)
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| I said why they hating on me I’m just trying to get my guap
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| I’m just trying to set my family up
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| First: believe in one God then stack your paper higher (bitch)
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| Get your money, stack your paper higher (bitch)
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| We ain’t ever fuck with cops, and that’s never gonna stop
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| And I’m posted at the tippy-top
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| So get your money fast then stack your paper higher (bitch)
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| Get your money, stack your paper higher (bitch) |