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Ask me what my life is |
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Tell them b*tches: "b*tch my life is 'bout them vices" yeah |
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Said they ask me what my life is |
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I tell them b*tches: "b*tch my life is 'bout them vices" yeah |
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Yeah..yeah.. |
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Yeah |
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Posted with the homies, smoking dope blunts (dope blunts) |
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Soda in my hand, you know its poured up (poured up) |
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Function got bracking when we showed up (showed up) |
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This my sh*t, n*gga, tell the DJ hold up (hold up) |
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Posted with the homies, smoking dope blunts (dope blunts) |
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Soda in my hand, you know its poured up (poured up) |
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Function got bracking when we showed up (showed up) |
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This my sh*t, n*gga, tell the DJ hold up (hold up) |
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B*tch, I'm D-A-DOLLA, coming from the 201 |
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With my son, please don't start the drama |
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Heard he got a gun and b*tches run |
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When they see me in the spot, burning pot |
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No, I'm what you're not |
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I pour fo's in a yola colored drop, Dolla |
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Daddy grab grass, throat burn from that Cognac |
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Red bone and her ass fat, got a backwood of that thrax pack |
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Said I made it here, I ain't going back |
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Getting paid off of f*cking rap |
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Said I made it here, I ain't going back |
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Getting paid off of f*cking rap |
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And I ride with my n*ggas |
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Go hit the lick, and get high with my n*ggas |
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Worse come to worse, then I die with my n*ggas |
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Sh*t, see that's the rules, know how I do |
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Eighth Letter Crew, look where we rule |
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You n*ggas food, we making moves, act like you knew, sh*t |
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And them hoes is steady asking what my life is |
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I tell them b*tches "b*tch, my life about them vices, n*gga" |
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And them hoes is steady asking what my life is |
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I tell them b*tches "b*tch, my life about them vices" yeah |
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Posted with the homies, smoking dope blunts (dope blunts) |
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Soda in my hand, you know its poured up (poured up) |
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Function got bracking when we showed up (showed up) |
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This my sh*t, n*gga, tell the DJ hold up (hold up) |
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Posted with the homies, smoking dope blunts (dope blunts) |
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Soda in my hand, you know its poured up (poured up) |
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Function got bracking when we showed up (showed up) |
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This my sh*t, n*gga, tell the DJ hold up (hold up) |
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And now I'm driving drunk, the women say I'm tripping |
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All of them bars I took is f*cking with my vision |
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PCH in front the steering wheel I'm gripping |
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The only thing that's on my mind |
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I hope the boys don't catch me slipping, yikes |
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Three of them think they straight |
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Other two, I think they dikes |
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Prolly only know 'em for the night |
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Couple weeks if I do f*ck 'em right |
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Never die, just like my name is Christ |
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Swear to god, I love my f*cking life |
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Wrote me a kite, and then I sent it to Maverick |
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He wrote me back and told me "let these n*ggas have it" |
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Raps turn into cabbage |
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Tabs under my tongue sent me on trips without the baggage |
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Psychedelic savage, doing damage |
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Jacket from a rhino, still f*ck the five'o |
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Driving still, eyes low |
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Minds moving fast but I rhyme slow |
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I kiss the model, then dead the bottle, Hz, n*gga |