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This your boy Wiz man
And I'm a talk my shit, yeah,
I hope ya'll niggas is used to hearing my by now,
And if not, get to it

I woke up from a California again,
Next to someone's who I'll probably never meet again
You call her a groupie
Ask me I say she a fan
Spending all her hours thinking bout what she do and when
I be on 747 flying frequent shit
You get all the press and try to for when I'm due to land
And get home in the daytime, way the PM
Tryin' to finish living out this dream so I be in
And ask me if I'm lonely
I ain't as my money good cause she my one and only
Critics got they face up in my business gettin
But I'm just out here putting on for who knows me
No, I ain't in my position comfy
Drinking and ifa chief and bring alisa oz
I stay me some backup, in case you run up on me
He gonna play the pastor, make a nigga

call me the 501 Don
Mr. he got a pear of 501's on
My marijuana strong and these hoes shit but probably calls
Dog I met her at the club, we was fucked up
it to my crib we was both drunk, driving
Now you on lame shit, claiming you're my main bitch
Do us a fav, don't text, don't call me, darling
I was made to it's like Spaulding rolling
say I'm the bomb and they call Wiz, atomic
Hotter than New Orleans, or a geoge grill,
And Chevy caught like Jalil
I'll is I go so I need sudafed,
Big dog all ya'll poodle fed
in the wall all through the vent
Still got time to