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If it ain't and love what would you search for?
The pussy is but the work cost
We can you all of the streams and give you all of the game
But you the dickhead jerked off
My gun getting than yardi food with jerk sauce
He ain't a good man why he at Bergdorf?
Kid on the whip, take a to see paradise
Come from a strip where it's lit, yeah the barrel
low in the cab like I'm Pablo using the satellite
Bandits go to war so is battle life
My lil' nigga me that green is the new white
to God 'cause I seen what a demon can do twice
In the day it's yellow gold in the evening blue ice
And we medicine 'cause niggas is flu-like
Two guns, two mics, where I'm moving my two in
Any I touch I can move it in two nights

I it up with my niggas and we got the pictures
It's speed bumps and potholes on road to riches
I'm still the lil' nigga was eating free lunches
Played the hand I was dealt and I rolled with the punches
Hear everybody say I'm on and I got it
Man I'm just tryna make sure my family's bills paid
They counting pockets they worried what I ran through
How can I concern myself with another man do?

Rob me and I that the semi popping
Set up shop and I can get off on any block
20 plus I'm buying everybody's crop
My got a glass eye just like Fetty Wap
And I don't bop
In the club I city
I got the drum white bitches pulling out
Long flights hard ain't get me rich enough
I'm hard headed, yeah I couldn't get it quick
I'm a city where they'll kill you if you live it up
You can tell I'm smoking when I lit it up
No mask, broad day they'll you give it up
20 Mil in the of a pick-up truck
Six phones, big homes clip clones
Get stoned, buy a burn it till it's gone
Good vibes, good times I'm really on
Wake up in the piss Perignon

I live it up with my niggas and we got the
It's speed bumps and potholes on this road to
I'm still the same lil' nigga was free lunches
Played the hand that I was dealt and I rolled with the
Hear say I'm on and I got it made
Man I'm just tryna make sure that my bills paid
They pockets they worried bout what I ran through
How can I concern myself what another man do?

I myself amongst the elite, think before I speak
Feds on 'em the month on the creep, gunning in sneaks
deuce style
Move wild, new gun new
I came up on a few
Butter pieces "Booyah!"
Two door style
All your was legible
Indictments get frightening get nervous you was federal
class I push a button my seat a bed now
In the clouds thinking bout most of them dead now
I hardly stress used to spend the night on the smack
When got her groove back
Leezy gave me a blue flag,
You chose to be
What you choose that?
Netflix with my next
Orange is the new black
Hammers ID we keep 'em
Brought the to the beacon
Since Tim Duncan was a demon
I see the precinct
did fed time, missed a lot of my bedtimes
Karl Lagerfeld on Fendi
Fur by the

I live it up with my and we got the pictures
speed bumps and potholes on this road to riches
I'm still the lil' nigga was eating free lunches
Played the hand that I was dealt and I with the punches
Hear everybody say I'm on and I got it
Man I'm just tryna make sure that my family's paid
counting pockets they worried bout what I ran through
How can I concern with what another man do?