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[Pre-Hook:] |
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24 hours, nigga, 7 days a week |
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Me, I don't get tired |
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I let you other niggas sleep |
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Turn up for that check |
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And yeah I get it out the streets |
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Hustle like I'm starving |
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Going hard, I gotta eat |
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[Hook x2:] |
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I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah) |
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I get it out the mud (yeah, yeah, yeah) |
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Watch how I break my wrist |
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Make that water whip |
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Stretch it out, then flip |
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I'm all about my chips |
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[Verse 1:] |
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Turn up in 2 seconds |
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Get it with music and coke, what I'm stretching |
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Across the street under a bando |
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And here with your ho, could get her to go fetch it (Here boy) |
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On the scale, but I call her the ruler |
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And that's what I'm using my method to measure |
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Got her jumping up out of the party |
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My clique-ity clucking surrounding my property |
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I meant to say my clientickity |
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Numbers official retickity |
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Out the mud, nobody did shit for me |
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Arrogant often I'm bigity |
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All about money, like what done got into me |
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Breaking down bricks and we blowing good grigity |
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Say you ain't feeling me, outta try killing me |
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Neighborhood love me, it's hard to get rid of me |
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My baby mothers are sick of me |
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I put that dick on 'em |
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Now they ridiculously saying, that when I don't come in I'm with a freak bitch |
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I've been chasing my paper religiously |
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I'm really in the street, others pretend to be |
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Let me get off of my grind then [?] |
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No one repeatedly coming and getting me out the mud |
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I'm the epitome |
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[Pre-Hook] |
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[Hook] |
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[Verse 2:] |
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Money coming, my money gotta flip it |
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I ain't waiting on nobody, I'm a go get it |
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I ain't tripping on a nigga, I'm a gorilla |
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Somebody take something from me, I'm gonna go kill 'em |
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Trap with my heart and I'm serving out the window |
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Barely balled up, with a curtain on the window |
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Face card worth a lot of bands in the hood |
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Had to leave the dice game, got a bond out [?] |
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Sunday coming up, pull the cars out |
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Look, another 20 grand, but my girl called me |
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Put bail, what the hell got all y'all shook |
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Poo hit the line in the drop |
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Plug went dry, had to take another route |
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Pulling up, getting it |
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I done went sickening |
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Drop no whip, and a nigga gon' vouch (vouch) |
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Another 4K just stuffed in the couch |
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Promise I ain't tryna swag, I just got a lot of that |
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Anybody try me, I'm a put 'em in a body bag |
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Follow that, copy that |
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Pounds in the garbage bag |
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Backed in the bank, y'all leaving after driving that |
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Call 'em back [x2] |
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Chill, no falling back |
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Quicker than I got it, then I done ran out of that |
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[?] harder than bitch, they gon want all of that |
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[Pre-Hook] |
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[Hook x2] |
