I got some bad DR choice I'm tryna get back to
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You know some things you're trying to do before it's all over baby
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Living, loving and laughing
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Beloved
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Me and my man, million dollar plans from the cell phone
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This is sell code to the sell hoe
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Tryina jam you get out this jam with the melrow
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Tell this hoe from the jell phone
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All I need is the dollars and dreams we can sell on
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Watch the elbows tryna rail row
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My niggers been be careful for Benz, let the ban know
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I got the sail code to the sail hoe
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You a dreamer, hope to never depend on femur
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Hard dark is the orders of Katrina how you see
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Light the bitch with the music in between ain't nothing sweeter
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Watch my zeener through limousines
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On my mama screaming Mercedes Benz or the beamer
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Profit for preachers pockets abuser'
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Well did you get shot for sneakers
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That shell top ain't the business
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I'm missing these trickers, that's why I'm in position
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Well my guy got evicted from the lie in the prison
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He said talk to me on the phone and the envisions
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Spend through collision intuition seamier like premonition
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The dream I was the teen coward
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Competition step on that ring power I bring
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Focus and they drink strong and they weed sour
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Found Nintendo now we ain't playing games in the we hour
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Me and my man, million dollar plans from the cell phone
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This is sell code to the sell hoe
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Tryina jam you get out this jam with the melrow
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Tell this hoe from the jell phone
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All I need is the dollars and dreams we can sell on
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Watch the elbows tryna rail row
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My niggers been be careful for Benz, let the ban know
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I got the sail code to the sail hoe
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Thinking thoughts that are ocean los in emotions
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The money was never more than the moments
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Story so golden that got me like an omen
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Omen that advise the young showman that a shaman
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Picking up where my father left me
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Knowing if niggers don' get me, gotta catch me
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Commencer was never for commentary
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With me and my man'..we honorary
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Private studies and tainted wisdom
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They fight the C4, knight takes bishop
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Chess game's got a wreck brains
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Is written if my existence is cryptic let go
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Go ahead the inscription
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Blasphemy niggers that actually think they can back with me
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They turn Satan shit for sati sheet
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No wonders of the world, bet my show numbers
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Be cold numbers to yo girl
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Me and my man, million dollar plans from the cell phone
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This is sell code to the sell hoe
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Tryina jam you get out this jam with the melrow
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Tell this hoe from the jell phone
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All I need is the dollars and dreams we can sell on
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Watch the elbows tryna rail row
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My niggers been be careful for Benz, let the ban know
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I got the sail code to the sail hoe
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Call 911
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