| Okay look, yellow gold patek with baguettes
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| Yellow bone wet she the best
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| Throw a doggy bone he’ll fetch
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| Came a long way from the jets
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| We ain’t got no time to be stressed
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| We ain’t got no time for regrets
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| We ain’t got no time for the fancy rolex’s
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| Was a hard grind but I learned all my lessons
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| Took a long time but I earned all my blessings
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| Back then we ain’t never hated
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| All you lil boys imitated
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| You bitches impetrated
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| You niggas infiltrated
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| Some people can relate to this
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| I was just a hard head with that paper coming in
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| Imagine having all this paper way back then
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| What you would’ve did
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| How you could’ve lived
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| Fuck it up and live
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| I’m going a buy a crib
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| I ain’t tryna be the one to tell you what I should’ve did
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| Okay lil flossing nigga, that’s boss shit
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| Girl lets go get lost wherever the dark hit
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| When that money dirty gotta wipe it off quick
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| I done fell in love, fell in love with this this bitch
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| Okay lil flossing nigga, that’s boss shit
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| Girl lets go get lost wherever the dark hit
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| When that money dirty gotta wipe it off quick
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| I done fell in love with the way you walkin'
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| Uh bankroll that’s a bankroll
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| Get em paint gone, unless he paint soul
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| Got the trap soul lotta pesos
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| Uh I remember days we was dead broke
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| Look I remember days we used to share clothes
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| I cannot believe he gave me everything I prayed for
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| They told me you believe, can achieve, and succeed, and receive
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| And indeed a nigga made for it yeah
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| Got off the block and I started rapping
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| Bought another coupe just to do the dash in
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| Whole lotta loot kept me on the back end
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| If you ain’t talking' paper then I can’t comprehend
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| If ion fuck with ya then I can’t even pretend
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| If ion fuck with ya then you can’t even come in
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| I can’t believe you showed fake love to the kid
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| Sorry you chose the wrong one to be-friend
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| Love me or hate me
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| You gone either gone love me or hate me
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| You can take it all it won’t break me
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| Go against me dogged you gone hate me
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| Going through my phone ain’t no calls come in lately
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| I been saying all, I been saying all too much lately
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| I been tryin', I been tryin' ball on em lately
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| I been tryin', I been tryin ball yeah
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| You gone either love me or hate me or love me
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| Last bitch living lavish
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| Had a passion for rapping look where I’m at shit
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| We came a long way from sleeping on those padded
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| Won’t stop til my nigga laughing like Cali
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| Okay look, Won’t stop til my whole family is happy
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| Its so much cake gotta move from the A to Miami
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| Uh R.I.P Jack we was family
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| You know it goes down they show love in Miami
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| They gone sit down they can’t stand me
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| They can’t come around empty handed
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| This not how I planned it
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| This not how I man is
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| When we get fucked up serve em advil
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| A whole lotta time shit, when that’s real
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| When we get fucked up serve em DayQuil and NyQuil
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| We work the day shift and night shift
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| Whole lotta nights you were not here
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| A whole lotta nights I had nightmares
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| I ain’t never cared about who like him
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| You gone either love me or hate me
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| You gone either love me or hate me
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| You can take it all it won’t break me
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| Go against me dogged you gone hate me
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| Going through my phone ain’t no calls come in lately
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| I been saying all, I been saying all too much lately
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| I been tryin', I been tryin' ball on em lately
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| I been tryin', I been tryin' ball yeah
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| You gone either love me or hate me or love me |