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This boy Wiz Khalifa man
And I'm a my shit, yeah, bitch
I hope niggas is used to hearing my voice by now,
And if not, get to it

I woke up a California dream again,
to someone's daughter who I'll probably never meet again
You call her a hoe?
Ask me I say she a fan
Spending all her hours thinking what she gonna do and when
I be on that 747 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 so I be sleeping in
And ask me if I'm lonely
I ain't long as my money cause she my one and only
got they face up in my business gettin nosy
But I'm just out putting on for anyone who knows me
No, I ain't in my position getting
Drinking bigger and ifa chief and bring oz
I stay me some backup, in case you run up on me
He play the pastor, make a nigga holy

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