My blunt rolling, my bitch bad
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Come take a ride, no six flags
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Hit the club and they strip fast,
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Cause I spend cash, nigga kiss ass
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That Rose just keep pouring,
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No delta flight but we soaring
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No question asked in the morning
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I can hit your bitch while I’m yawning
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My true religion’s cut booth feel it
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Black coop kid it, my group did it
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Hit the gas and that coop missing
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Dropping shit like 2 pigeons
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West side I’m with 2 women
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My deuce is winning, I tried to …like a quiet storm
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I’ma ride till the tires gone
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Dot com, online I’m on
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You logging off and not understand
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Even jealousy is in the humble man
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Got a hundred plans to get a hundred grands
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I’m nino, you the dutter man
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My diesel sour, I need the power
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Let’s beat devour, these streets is ours
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Clean but I smell like I need a shower
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It’s in the air, I’m breathing …
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My heart beat in that 2Pac
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Mind thinking that Biggy
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Get my old block with a new glock
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And a new drop, knocking 50
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I’ma get rich or I’ma die trying
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You getting bitches, nigga stop lying
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Eyes blood shot like a stop sign
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I’m coming up like I rock climb
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I’m getting money, ….
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I’m getting money, ….
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Versace star for my black vest
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Noody jeans on my white ones
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2 cuffs like the cops got me
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I’m switching states when my flight come
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I transform when the night come
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Straight lean when it’s bright done
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A lot of bitches I don’t wife one
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With no jewels but when the ice come
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Watch I’m changed up, the game rough
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A lot of niggas I can’t trust
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Remember Smokie running down the street
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My niggas moving the same dust
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Get arranged truck, show I came up
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Ain’t famous yet, I just want the cake
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Get my name up, fuck the game up
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Up brain suck but I love her face
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That’s disrespect much disrespect
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Who gives a fuck, let’s get the check
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Them bums will drop when I get the checks
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Every other motherfucker a different X
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Tattoos on it so they kiss my neck
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See the power and the money when you get respect
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Bronx tales watching sunny when he hit the deck
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… lifting weight, make you sit correct
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Birthdays was the worst days
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Now we full speed blowing all green like it’s earth day
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Niggas… all grind but we carry more line than the 3rd grade
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Let it off then go shoot till you finish
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Dreaming of a ghost no roof in this tenant
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Life is a … I got a white bitch in it
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We ball every day and I ain’t hooped in a minute
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I’m getting money, …
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I’m getting money, ….
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Come Up
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| Dave East |
