(Verse)
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They say money ain¡¯t everything,
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Shut that up, don¡¯t talk to me like a child girl I¡¯m not that young
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Even though I¡¯m gone I don¡¯t mean now I ain¡¯t linin still
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Don¡¯t think cuz of fame I can¡¯t get ass murdered still
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So I do the things that really it¡¯s supposed to be
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The feeling fuckin failing, should we scare you where¡¯s yo fuckin shoes
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Girl I¡¯m on my grind on these niggas, I ain¡¯t shinin on these niggas
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Have my eye on these niggas if they try, fuck these niggas
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It¡¯s what they doin
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Yall fake niggas, yall getting that, I don¡¯t want that love
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Remember bad deals, I could get it in the car and go spark that plug
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Stop betrayin me baby, I did back, don¡¯t start that love
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And girl should you do me, you already ready for it, I¡¯m finna do it no
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Fuck these niggas mane, they don¡¯t know no better
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Been 4 months since that my nigga, I ain¡¯t seen no letters
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That guy 50, he should be with me out getting his wealth
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Last time we talked he told me he was gonna kill himself
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Fuck! I don¡¯t know what I¡¯mma do without my dog
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You in the game, gonna yell your name til you get out my dog
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(Hook)
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My Lord, it¡¯s crazy how this track got me singing from my heart
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I¡¯m swerving lane to lane, champagne all in my veins
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It¡¯s crazy how this track got me singing from my heart
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I¡¯m swerving lane to lane, champagne all in my veins
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(Verse)
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Damn shame you niggas lame, prayin, bringin niggas pain
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Sucker niggas all in pain when the feds yell my name
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Like go Problem, go Problem
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You think that I don¡¯t want problems, don¡¯t know Problem
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That will be second when I feeled it
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I¡¯m parasailing
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Diamonds ain¡¯t from vills click
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Yea this is the real boys and this that shit we live for
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Pop champagne and live for
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Grindin while my kids snore
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Mama see my billboard and she went nuts
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Bitches actin for a handout, all I give is two fucks
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I¡¯ve been drinkin too much, I¡¯ve been smoking too much
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Girl I can¡¯t put it down, roll a joint, puff puff
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I ain¡¯t talkin bout no Diddy,
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This is really how I¡¯m feelin everyday
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I¡¯m a redal mixed with apple juice, like pains go away
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I¡¯mma stay up in the booth til you lames go away
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Yo have me by that march when you say they name if you pay
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(Hook)
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My Lord, it¡¯s crazy how this track got me singing from my heart
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I¡¯m swerving lane to lane, champagne all in my veins
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It¡¯s crazy how this track got me singing from my heart
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It¡¯s crazy how this track got me singing from my heart
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It¡¯s crazy how this track got me singing from my heart
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Singin' From My Heart
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