| I’m livin' life fast, sometimes you slow down but I continue speedin'
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| The New York nights, Miami beaches, and Hollywood Hoes
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| I’m fresh out the air so you won’t see me there
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| unless I’m weedin' (weedin)
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| That’s all I know
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| Oh oh oh (oh oh)
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| I work hard, niggas hardly work
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| Smoke good Swishers, ya’ll hit dirt
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| Talk bad 'bout that Taylor Gang swag (swag)
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| Now we hit the club in that small T-shirt
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| Hopin' that somebody will notice him
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| I’m chavo chasin', that money keep rollin' in
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| I step on stage and they say he’s goin' in
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| Four hoes tryna leave with me and the motorman
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| I’m blunt roastin', on a cloud just coastin'
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| Shift once and I’m speedin'
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| On my way outer space
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| A couple niggas in this race
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| But its one that I’m leadin'
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| Hoes see me think they dream (dreamin')
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| I’m a star
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| Drive a space ship sweetie, not a car
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| Come on dog, we ain’t gotta wait for the weekend
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| I’ll hit the West Coast and be back for the weekend (back for the weekend)
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| Swag! |