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

I up from 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 thinking bout what she gonna do and when
I be on 747 flying frequent shit
You get all the press and try to check for when I'm due to
And get in the daytime, way about 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
Critics got face up in my business gettin nosy
But I'm just out here putting on for who knows me
No, I in my position getting comfy
Drinking bigger and ifa chief and alisa oz
I stay with me some backup, in you run up on me
He play the pastor, make a nigga holy

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