| Follow me as I get high, and ride
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| In the car I just bought, but I prolly never drive
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| I heard it’s easier that way
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| My weed is gettin' stronger my Visa is gettin' straight
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| My whole team is gettin' cake
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| Call us leaders in the game, niggas follow cause they need us
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| Ain’t just wannabe’s they want to be us
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| That’s why they throw our gang up when they see us
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| Rollin' planes up, hear them niggas who talk the same
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| But they ain’t us
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| Took my success and I shared it with everyone next to me
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| So they sayin' that we came up
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| Got some fire weed and some niggas down to smoke
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| So we all gon' be high as can be
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| At that point you aspire to be
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| Hermes belt, I’m the flyest degree
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| The view from my lair
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| Will have a married woman playin' truth or dare
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| At my crib cleanin' rooms in there
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| So many shoes, you think I buy my shoes a pair
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| A fuckin' fool, highed up with Pittsburgh pimpin'
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| Ever since my old crib, splittin' ounces
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| Goin' half on Chinese food
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| To flights Hawaiian, a two week cruise excursion
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| Far from the madness splurging
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| Learnin' 'bout scuba gear, sting ray sea urchins
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| Do it for my old heads
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| Same way they would’ve done for the OG’s before them
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| They like, «how thick is your skin?»
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| I been through Hell and back fillin' up the tank for another spin
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| All the way out there goin' in, cash pourin' in
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| Gas pedals to the floor in 'em vintage wheel historian
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| Open the garage door finna bring another in |