| Ain’t gon' never ever stop pourin' fo’s
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| Ain’t gon' never ever stop doggin' these hoes
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| Told momma we ain’t never ever going back broke
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| Cause I ain’t gon' never ever stop sellin' dope
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| Ain’t gon' never ever stop sellin' dope
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| Told momma we ain’t never ever going back broke
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| Cause I ain’t gon' never ever stop sellin' dope
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| That Bentley it need go 'head and drop
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| I can’t wait to cash out on that bitch and park in front of my trap
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| Trunk full of work, got that 45 in my lap
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| Nah I don’t need no help, ran through 80 pounds by myself
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| You had a silverspoon nigga, I had it hard
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| My whole family on hard, that’s why I ain’t got no heart
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| The fuck is that nigga I ain’t got no feelings
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| This one here a extra 40, that’s why I ain’t got no ceiling
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| I get fresh as fuck, just to go post up in the trap
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| She call me a 100 times, just to put her face in my lap
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| My momma gave birth to a million dollar criminal
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| Be everything and you know what I’m sippin' on
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| I couldn’t if I wanna
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| Boys do what they can, man do what they wanna
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| All my niggas came up off the corner
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| Pull up on my street nigga you smell that aroma
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| Welcome to California
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| Drankin' pints of codeine back to back like coroners
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| My partner killed that sucker but still got shot in the stomach
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| You lookin' for him, then you lookin' for me
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| I put that on my momma
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| Sharonda always hold my sex, so I bought that bitch a honda
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| Civic Dolph you pitiful
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| Momma you gave birth to a million dollar criminal
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| These bitches sound subliminal
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| Ain’t gon' never ever ever ever ever change on me
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| I be like this until my funeral |