(Intro: Kid Ink)
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Yeah
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(Verse 1: Kid Ink)
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Okay, right off top take one to the head no warning
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Shot live fast die young don’t morn’
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If I don't make it through the night
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Or should I say the morning?
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Beast mode how a nigga feeling this moment
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Made my mind, I make history
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Now I make it rain cause I made it through the storm and
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Storm in the buildin' like the shit is my apartment
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Meant it when I said I need a minute 'til we finish
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Section so deep, motherfucker barely fittin’
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Feelin' myself, fuck a hating nigga feelings
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Fill up my cup, to the motherfuckin’ ceilin’
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Better cuff your chick before I Pittsburgh Steel-er, nigga.
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All on my old shit, you old niggas expired
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It keeps my inspired, stay rollin’ up fire
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Been cookin’ no timer, no time outs or time off.
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Often we passing 'round money like offering.
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Bossin’ in this bitch, boss bitch know how to work
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Work hard for that money baby shit could be worse
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Worst lie ever told, is that I wasn't the truth
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Truth be told, I never seen a loss or a truce.
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Too loose blunt hittin’ like a train choo choo
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Proof shows, ain't nothing else I really got to prove.
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Still sleeping on me now, I’mma ring the alarm
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Right along with the bomb, I’mma drop on your noggin'.
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(Bridge: Kid Ink)
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Man, I'm just trynna double up though.
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Double cupped, on my double up flow.
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(Hook: Kid Ink)
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Got two in the air two eyes to the throne
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Can't have too much, need more
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All I know is dream big and live large (x3)
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All I know is dream big, we livin’ large motherfucker look
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Dream Big
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| Kid Ink |
