Trimming plants, cutting clones
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I hear clicks on my phone
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Out here and count 90 grand and I'm shipping it home
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Six phones, rip set on chrome
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Bricks I'mma flip, flip till they gone
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Fuck a money counter, count chips on my own
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I'm hood rich, I took drips, '96 I was on
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I'm getting strong, two guns and a bag of cash
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I'm a legend where I'm from, you don't have to ask
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Stay the state champions
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Bring the pele back, I wanna taste the champignon
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Caviar sweet like the ambient
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Hit the story, buy more bags to put the candy in
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Keep the smell away 'cause snitches wanna hand me in
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Tools on the belt like a handyman
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Mills, more mills, big rims for the wheels
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Can't say, I just smile, give a fuck how they feel
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It's take over time, street money running industry
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Three letter boys wanna see the end of me
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Death to my enemies, let them die slowly
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I woke up bored and blew 60 on a Rollie
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My crib's huge and my tour bus is smoking
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Trust me, I'mma live for all my dead homies
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Ex-cons, parolees, there's killers in my circle
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Catching feelings get you hurt, live a killer life, it's perfect, boy
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20 lights
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20 Lights
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