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This for my homies, uh
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We gotta get it, till all my family make it
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Fuck it I'll pay it pimpin'
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I ain't fuckin' with bustas
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Hoes they tryin' to fuck me
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Pussy can get you caught up
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Set you over some duckets
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Tell 'em I'm bout the business, money over these bitches
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Breakin' bread with my niggas, strangers make me suspicious
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Keep it real if you're bout it
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Never fall off your focus, business between the family
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Boppers need more controllin'
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Laws get right behind me, I hit the signal
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Movin' in on my hustle, don't see them niggas
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All praise to my savior, thanks for the paper
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Jordans and Alligators, that's just my flavor
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Bottles come by the buckets, uh
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Beautiful ugly, uh
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Stunnin' in public, uh
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These haters love it
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Wait till the moon out, foreigns and jewels out
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Choose or lose now, that's what my crew bout
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(Hook x5)
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Bitch I'm 'bout my business
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(Verse)
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This for them bitches, clockin' my figures
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See it, want it, and buy it, motherfuck how I spend it
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I ain't playin' with bustas, chickens that known for cluckin'
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Finger lickin' and suckin', watch your head 'for you tuck it
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Tell 'em I come for millions, money tucked in the ceilin'
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Padded pigs and beef grillin', balling'll hurt they feelin's
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Keep it real if you scared, never front I'm just flexing
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Keep your hands on the wheel, 'laxing can make you reckless
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Tacklers get right behind me, I push the limit
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Do it there with the muffler, like come and get it
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All praise to my savior, during life and after
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Everyone collectin', can't trust a pastor
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Problems come by the dozen, uh
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Hate it or love it, uh
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Live for the moment, uh
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Fake till you on it
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Wait till the moon out
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Foreigns and jewels out, we in to win now
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Thats what my crew's bout
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Bitch I'm 'bout my business
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Wolf On Wallstreet
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| Big K.R.I.T. |
