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Only niggas probably four to three
Wishing they was 16
Could fill a foreign up with 93
But the 'Rari runnin' off lean
Always answer when the money calling
I could never let my phone ring
Had a dream I robbed the pharmacy
And I left with every OZ
Took another pill, I'm reminding you, baby
I just need to live while you're dying on me, baby
Tell me what it is and which designer your favorite
If it ain't with you, I spend my whole night alone
Never them, I wrote down all the lies that you told
It's 2 a.m. I know what type of time that you on
You should help today, you see me staring at the light
Take a step, I might as well just stand on the knife
Don't know what'll come behind this
I'm on the southside faded
I'm in the back same where the blinds sit
I'm too important, I claim it
Magazine clip, it got a hundred-something pages
Pop a G6 I never know I start blinking
Sip a couple zips and have a hundred-something phases
And wonder, would you ever quit the games that you playing?
Magazine clip, it got a hundred-something pages
Pop a G6, I never know I start blinking
Sip a couple zips and have a hundred-something phases
And wondering, would you ever quit the games that you playing?
Got the Maybach stamp on the concrete
Money get a nigga wrapped like a mummy
Even for the days, even on Sundays
Got the Maybach stamp on the concrete
Money get a nigga wrapped like a mummy
Even for the days, even on Sundays
I know how to make a way 'fore a head snatch you
Break in my home, I'ma do you like I'm Bun B
Come for catching all the crumbs when it's crumbling
Go to the grave then I'm only taking one thing
It's my motherfucking gun for the life after
Pink slip papers, real street racer
If she come like me, then I can't save her
No panties, white teeth
Girl, you the one
But we should move on
But we should move on, yeah
Take a risk and show the shit we hide from each other
Bring 'em out the shit we put aside for another
Guess you'll let it go just for a dime or a dozen
Park the Maybach, left it 'cause the tires weren't huggin'
They jump out, ffft for me, so I'm dying for my brothers
You can have the money and the power, the fame
Just give me back my niggas from the cell or the grave
Hang around the demons who think hell is okay
You can hear me singing like the shell of the K
Young niggas been drilling, it better with age
Christian, my ceiling's one hell of a day
It's just a feeling, she think she in space
I done said it all, I done said it all
I done said it all, I done said it all (said it all)
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