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[Intro:
I'm tryna clear my mind and think better thoughts
I probably already said that, Lito,

[Verse 1:
Act I lost it or somethin'
I saw this shit comin'
Tell me what y'all done
Off wanted, was costin' me
Still sell off my phone, stack fifty thousand then I'm gone
And I been out it since my house is not a home
I might your ho to sleep and stay up counting all alone
I give her 'bout a month, she gon' be talkin' I did her wrong
Can't say I led you on when there wasn't no feelings
I wanna fuck your friend (again), haha, fuck this shit we
It seem like these niggas more concerned with looking like it
I send so shots you think I had a liquor license
Expect to get indicted when you really livin' this
And I know feeling my shit, 'cause they be stealing my shit
Shit got so silly man, I really might quit
But before I do let me get this million quick
Riding 'round the Ville a stick, feel like I'm still in '06
with the peel off tints
Listen, you really don't shit
Feel like I got a tat on this bitch, how my trigger itch
I done a rack on this bitch
I seen how she act on that dick
Girl you nasty, imagine this, I'm back the shit
Just break 'em down to four zips, and vacuum the
Black trash bags, we really having shit
And we don't give no to no passengers bitch
So far past 'em I don't even passing a bitch
Got to pay me to pay attention, I ain't patching up
Yeah I'm back with shit, don't give a fuck who you go get
I'm out here every day, I'm by my lonely, hood as it
Homie 'dem steppin' on shit, put his foot on a brick
I had to get me some money too, I resist
Hard

[Verse 2: Don
I wonder how you watchin' me eat gon' fill up your
I ain't even finish it and I want some more money
Sorry, don't know how to chill, but I got ice in my
Spend my at the bank, and spend my nights at the range
How you figure fuckin' me will be a good idea?
I got that toy on me and I'm than Buzz Lightyear, yeah
we go, drivin' hoes hysterical
My lil shawty's body like the off Incredibles
Lookin' like a with a bag full of edibles
I'm not this planet, I'm an extraterrestrial
And I still like the game ain't fixed
I brought ammunition case my aim ain't shit
Mama got the hint
High school I was baggin', I was cooler than the fucking Peppermint Patty
Now I'm black on black on black inside the devil's chalice
With a chick from out a pageant, to be her baby daddy
I'm the pappy, I'm the pappy, don't he look just like his
I'm so good at babies, I think that's my hidden talent
Okay, okay, back to up the money just to stash it
a hundred pounds and it never left the plastic
My lil partner left for Cali and he came back a package
That was 2012, he got seven for trafficking
Just in case you thought this was cute, you're insane
Out here tryna get some change they have your ass in chains