Ozone

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Tell me no lies
She looked me dead in my eyes and told me that I was the truth
Feeling disguised cuz none of these guys can see me
Whenever I step in the booth
Shouldn't be surprising to be as real as I am and get by by just selling the proof
Niggas is lies say they on the rise
And the ones on top just fell through the roof
Got me like got damn
Someone please cut on a fan as hot as I am
Stuff a three-five in the wood thinking back on the days
Niggas barely could drop in a gram
Feel like Clarice went and copped me a lamb
Don't care bout a lease bitch I got it in hand
Yo shit is weak and it's not in demand
I'm burning these streets up I'm hotter than
Hah Hah
You know you can't belittle me nigga
I'm the big dog I bless it I'm bigging it up
Got me feeling like Jigga my nigga
Lit playing how many hoes can I fit in the truck
Thinking bout switching it up
Smoking sativa this indica getting me stuck
Got bitches trying to liquor me up
Shawty in love with the drip get to licking it up
Told me keep it as real as the f*ck
Fashizzy my nizzy
I'm doing my thizzy or what
Balling out down in Miami I feel like I'm Jimmy know
I had to f*ck up some bucks
Keep the protection on tuck
Don't get untucked
Niggas just don't give a f*ck
Wanna be tough
Call up the coroner or bookie he thinking bout pressing his luck
But I'm here for nun of that
I'm tryna run it up then run it back
You niggas want life then have fun with that
Truth be told I couldn't stomach that
I'm too much alive
I get too much joy from these dimes letting me hit from the side
Ain't too big on claiming a side
Niggas know we be wherever the money reside
Can't take a day off the grind
Timing is money I make sure I'm taking my time
Only take breaks to play in her spine
She stay on ya mind
She stay on my line
We ain't the same but you know that
What you gotta save I can blow that
Throat baby where ya throat at
Damn you can throw that
I got a hunch that they can't get they money up
Coming for me but ain't done enough
Niggas do all of that talking don't be doing no running up for some runner ups
Feel like I'm Wilt I'm a hundred up
Checking the luggage I ran through some bags
Shit I don't think they having fun wit us
Look down bad and going out sad
Came with the sauce
Stir up the pot
Driving the cost
Surging the stock
She wanna get loose wit a nigga but nervous
Slurped up the liquor then turned to a thot
Just copped me a big block hard top body that's nice
That I might just convert to a drop
O girl in my text want a purse and a dress
And I'm tryna decide she deserve it or not
The answer lie in if she perfect or not
None of us are
You do the math
The police in 5.7s I'm sorry I'm not worried bout em I'm doing the dash
The mark of a hustler ain't got nun to do wit no stunting
It's bout what you do with the stash
Ya jeweler was on to something with the molding
He fucked up the moment he threw in the glass
Shawty on go with a whole lotta ass
Feel like I'm Peyton I throw her a pass
She catch it we touchdown on landing pads
Don't care if she single I don't even ask
Out in the Villa wit all of my niggas
We reeling em in and we throwing em back
The money bag fill up when everyone feel ya
It leave out my lips then you know it's a fact
Letto

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