.. yeah we're changing he weather
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They say with the top I got my ..
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A cool .. when you see us together
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I'm still spinnin if the time is forever
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DJ spin f*ck nigga
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Hook:
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1500 for some Masion Margielas
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FreeBand Gang, we the new rocs-fella,
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You started making million now they think you worship the devil,
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We keep it pimpin give a bitch to my brother
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So use to struggle when you come from the gutta,
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I love to shine cuz these stones of rosetta,
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You keep it quiet and they think you the devil,
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25 thousand on some Masion Margielas!
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We go to magic and we go to magic and we changing
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The weather, sleep with the chopper, I got on all my bezzils,
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A cool billion when you see us together,
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I'm still spending, it's designer forever, I went to Mexico.
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And fucked up some change,
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that shit ain't nothing to me, I fucked up the game,
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They got my finger prints it's no one to blame,
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my family depend on me, I'm slanging cocaine,
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I called the plug and I went straight to the pot,
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I did a dounut when I left out the lot,
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I'm in Margielas that ain't I rock,
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I'm blowing money, I ain't never gone stop
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Hook:
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1500 for some Masion Margielas
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FreeBand Gang, we the new rocs-fella,
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You started making million now they think you worship the devil,
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We keep it pimpin give a bitch to my brother
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So you to struggle when you come from the gutta,
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I love to shine cuz these stones of rosetta,
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You keep it quiet and they think you the devil,
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I'm clean, fresh as hell,
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put em all together I'm Larry byrd, Kobe, MJ,
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I'ma ball forever and the way a nigga hustle,
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It's like I got a vendetta, it's so many shooters in my circle,
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They ready to get cream, I gotta let fly off,
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Got that baking soda, you use to let it fly off and go
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And shoot up a house, I burn the tores off the whip,
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I'm at the gate letting it snart, with all these diamonds on my wrist
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And I am swagging them out it,
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Ain't enough amount of money to make me change whe I'm from,
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I take a half a fucking pound and turn it right in my lungs,
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I'm moving on and nothing but Louie Vuiton, sippin that main train..
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Like it's Don Pierre awn, Future
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Hook:
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1500 for some Masion Margielas
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FreeBand Gang, we the new rocs-fella,
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You started making million now they think you worship the devil,
|
We keep it pimpin give a bitch to my brother
|
So use to struggle when you come from the gutta,
|
I love to shine cuz these stones of rosetta,
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You keep it quiet and they think you the devil,
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25 thousand on some Masion Margielas!
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We go to magic and we go to magic and we changing
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Maison Margiela
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