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Damn Diggy...

Nah
I couldn't let it happen, maybe you could
Only for the music, your house is full of shooters
Smelling that money, running like Sonny
That's upside dummy, that's face down mama we
Tolerate your music, your beats kinda knock tho
Walk in my zapatos, I'm loco with my vatos
Quote unquote capos ain't safe until they car closed
Shorty in her night clothes, my bars got her nose froze
Far away the day goes, my fam earning halos
Fans if ya say so, ran before that gate closed
Told them that I'm hungry now I'm shooting out for queso
Invade ya with a stage coach, John Wayne in a rain coat
Candy rain ya paid fo, exercise my vocals
Hold it down like Lo Jack, bitch nigga you know that
Trying to earn my game back, earn it with a call back
Came in with a backpack, stacks and stacks of Adats

I only wanna (only wanna), hundred thousand (hundred thousand)
Or a milli (or a milli), whatever comes first (yeah)
And she only wanna (only wanna), get high (get high)
Take time (take it, take it), and pop my percs (yeah)
And I wanna give up (wanna give up), all my time (all my time)
I'm on the grind (and), my feet still hurt
See she wouldn't ride (wouldn't ride), he wouldn't ride (he wouldn't ride)
So I gotta ride, man show me what your worth

Yo these bullshit niggas with these toothpick bitches
I need a little thickness, attracting my vision
Subtracting my division, abstracted in vision
Quote when you listen, spoke while I'm hissing
Belief in suspension, anonymous among henchmen
What is all this tension in the Riderman's presence
Stress is so pressing, depression my confessions (I'ma)
Serve like concessions, (now) back to the lessons (yeah)
Everything you learn is everything you earn
Vertigo stairs turn, bells ring we fall
First react to retract, duck behind cars and trash cans
Sit tight strap in, belt you should fasten
Money off of rapping, loud I started laughing
Look at all my enemies starving for a ration
Scatter for a napkin, Lisas in the trash can
Riders in the mirror, and my eyes are going in

I only wanna (only wanna), hundred thousand (hundred thousand)
Or a milli (or a milli), whatever comes first (yeah)
And she only wanna (only wanna), get high (get high)
Take time (take it, take it), and pop my percs (yeah)
And I wanna give up (wanna give up), all my time (all my time)
I'm on the grind (and), my feet still hurt
See she wouldn't ride (wouldn't ride), he wouldn't ride (he wouldn't ride)
So I gotta ride, man show me what your worth

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