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[Intro: Young
I cheated on my fears,
I broke up my doubts, yeah
Got engaged with my faith,
And now I'm my dreams, yeah

Future]
I don't want it, want it if it ain't mint
I smell codeine I piss
I'm on it, I'm on it, I forget
You can't cry over scars, this
I put a in traffic like Pablo Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I'm goin'
Hey, say my new tone, Earth tone, I can't do
We change the weather, stick together like we the group home

[Verse 1:
Off the digital, no talk, all decimals
Cain and Abel, brains, one man, too impeccable
I talked to Christ on my worst day
He made me a millionaire, I'm talkin' to him
All my littles wonder if can go out in Escalade
I share all my bitches you besides my main bitch
I left my past with new millennium
I left my in the streets, I'm imperial
Had to find time to manage my
I deserve royalty, livin' in a
I'm hustlin', make rent, you call the popo on me
I pistol whip a J for dollars, you better not owe me
Yeah, I robbed a nigga in daylight the first day I had Jacoby
Yeah, he know I finessed him
'Cause the homies, they was to murder him
out the backdoor, took the blame
'Cause I knew was gon' blow out his brains
I'm back from the grave, I'm damn near
I sold so crack, I got yayo still in my veins

[Chorus:
I don't it, don't want it if it ain't meant
I codeine when I piss
I'm on it, I'm on it, I can't
You can't cry over scars, this
I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo
I adapted, immaculate, I'm extravagant
Hey, say my new tone, Earth tone, I can't do
We the weather, stick together like we from the group home

2: Young Thug]
'Bout to WCW my bitch friend, I'm too
Got a black 45 FN, I do chrome
these niggas, I'm kickin' 'em out the loop, woah
I got a Plain Jane Patek and it's two-toned (Two, two!)
I dress up like it's (Yeah!)
12 cartridge for bastards (Yeah!)
swaggy, I'ma devil (Yeah!)
I got the shits in (Cali!)
I got the a Denali (Swerve!)
I all the windows (On God!)
I'm bulletproofin' the (Blat!)
Blue like an Avatar (Yeah!)
Cut you off and dodge you like a fuckin' (Charger!)
I showed I her but I still didn't get her
I got back problems from gamblin' the night to mornin' (Night to mornin', yeah!)
You can fuck every one of my hoes except my (main bitch)
It's too hard to dedicate to you, I'm so of shame
I don't to find out you was creepin' 'cause I'm doin' the same thing
My bitches like stitches
You and your mama, your brother, your cousin nothin' but bitches

[Chorus:
I don't want it, don't it if it ain't meant
I spill codeine when I
I'm on it, I'm on it, I forget
You can't cry over scars permanent
I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo
I adapted, immaculate, I'm goin'
Hey, say my new tone Earth tone, I can't do
We change the weather, together like we from the group home