They are cruising on the E way, I'm riding drunk
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Nigga, light the skunk, turn that to loss
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Beat in my trunk
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Tell them niggas pop out if they want it with me
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Tell them bitches pop out when they wanna hit it
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Feel like I'm a million dollar nigga, hoe
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Million dollars on the bed like a centerfold
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Million men march on my block, nigga
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Million gang bangers shooting, all shells, nigga
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Streets ain't safe for a G
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Clocking off keys, tryna move that D
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Shorty smoking on B's, kill a nigga for a pea
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Shorty want a D, tell her drop down to her knees
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Take mine from the A, husky like Mary K
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Open up for this real love, call it Mary J
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She say she don't wanna feel nothing, smoke this Mary J
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High enough to kill a party, call that shit the soul plane
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Artistic, hear that recess, no, I'm not playing
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Niggas acting like some bitches, you would think that was some way
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If I found a way in, nigga, I'mma stay in so get out
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Do you understand what's coming out my mouth?
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Shy streets ain't cool for a nigga
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So many child lost from the rules of the trigger
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That's in with the lean and a pool full of liquor
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It got my every day voice sounding rude to a nigga
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But we keep sane
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Nigga gonna fake it till we make it, homie
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Nigga just gonna fake it till we make it, homie
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Niggas just gonna fake it till we make it, homie
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Shy town, nigga, bout to take it, homie
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So many child lost from the rules of the trigger
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That's in with the lean and a pool full of liquor
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It got my every day voice sounding rude to a nigga
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Nigga, nigga, nigga
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Fake It Til You Make It
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| Naledge |
