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Get in my mood cut off the world a lot of shit be on my mind
Bro paranoid, he call my phone, he told me come ride by
I don't trust a bitch they'll sit there in your face and tell a lie
Need an airport, the way I put shit on uh-huh yeah, I stay fly
Tryna run game on me ain't goin' for nothin', I'm not that type of guy
We gotta stick up in the car every time that we ride
Doin' a hunnit on the interstate, goin' down I-85
Got drugs all in the car, we hittin the gas, ain't servin' time
Antisocial, Ion really post nothin', never put folks in my bidness
Same nigga say he love you, he don't wanna see you winnin
I love money, it give me a better feelin' than chasin' after these women
F*ck, I look like ventin I roll a blunt and that's gon' do the healin
These niggas envy can't get caught slippin', I'm always on my pivot
Went to college and I dropped out, just somethin' bout them benjies
Jumped in the streets, but lord knows I wish that I had didn't
But it's life and I take chances, and whatever that come with it
Straight out the mud, I want it all, like a shovel, I'm gon' dig it
I'ma go get it, f*ck who in my way, ain't kno knockin' me out my position
Tryna be sober, but I love drugs, can't lie, I'm really tempted
Still a mama's boy, but I changed now, I'm grown and now shit different
Dad was a gangsta as a child, I can't lie, I looked up to him
What he did, he never kept it from me, guess thats why I was influenced
Fell in love with a bitch at a young age, yeah, I was stupid
Fell in love again, goddamn, man somebody, come kill Cupid
Know some real, (shh) can't say no names, just know my guys, they ruthless
I love money, if I ain't have legs, a nigga still gon' chase it
Rockin' designer, I'm a trendsetter, ain't nothin' bout me been basic
Havin' my way with this shit, stayin' down, I'm just bein patient
Got a fetish for dead niggas, talkin' bout them blue dam faces
Oh, she f*ck with him? And think I'm suppose to care
Say she love me, but next week, she fuckin' on somebody else
Cold-hearted, I can't trust nobody but my fuckin' self
Get in my mood, cut off the world, a lot of shit be on my mind
Bro paranoid, he call my phone, he told me come ride by
Don't trust a bitch, they'll sit, there in yo face, and tell a lie
Need an airport, the way I put shit on yeah, I stay fly
Tryna run game on me, ain't goin' for nothin', I'm not that type of guy
Got a stick in the car, every time that we ride
Do the hunnid on the interstate, goin' down I-85
Got drugs all in the car, we hittin' the gas ain't servin time
Niggas hatin' they pocket watchin tried to run off in my bro crib
Junebug, he mad as f*ck, he ready to slide, I know he is
Told them boys stay off the internet with that shit, they gotta chill
Been makin' plays like Tom Brady, gooda Gronk up in that field
Real recognize real, ain't gotta tell me that you is
Bro geeked up, he constantly hurtin', so he gon' throw back pills
I'm constantly hurtin', but I keep goin', I don't know how to feel
In love with money, bitch, I need my dollar bill

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