[Verse 1]
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Uh, peanut butter leather
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Brown liquor, couple sips, keep it together
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Weed lit, sunroof lifted slightly
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Gently tail the driver with murder gloves in my car cause I'm killing it
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Premium preserves in my jar, I be getting it
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From where if you ain't a member then you ain't getting in
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Smoke to the fact that we be getting it
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Higher than the ceilings in the penthouse's we living in
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Boy you better get your bitch, over here
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Taking pictures of the whips, asking us
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What we gon' get into after it's badgering us
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Life I chose why your women act like hoes
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I know, this just a game I play when I get bored
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[Outro]
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Living just enough for the
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High'd up just enough for the
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Living just enough for the
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Never gave a, yeah
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Living For The City
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Curren$y |