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I need a step out no frustration I need a getaway vacation They got a permanent my nigga A million to get rich my nigga did it right
I could've homeless I I moved too often, this for the Summer I could've homeless Before I had to go, I had a
A million reasons to get rich, my A million to get rich, my nigga A million to get rich, my nigga
My people dry snitchin' whenever they touch the mic That's what happens a therapist isn't somewhere in sight Take flight, never lean to the or the right 'Cause they turn the other cheek when our start to die When our women start to die, when our children to die I don't the empathy, we made the space too many times summer in this city start to feel like Columbine 'Cause you got to get yours, and I got to get One for the paragons of the paradigm When you underground, nigga try to undermine Use the track as a gymnasium to get into the They couldn't match my alien, I'm glowing like
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on my pinky ring, smelling like chrysanthemum I just want that, I just that, I just want that, I just want that Tuggin' on my pinky ring, like chrysanthemum I just want that, I just want that, I just want that, I just want Tuggin' on my pinky ring, smelling chrysanthemum I just want that, I just want that, I just that, I just want that
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