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Pour up this Actvs

I swear, I don't even know what to tell them
In my face they proud of me, behind my back i know they jealous 
I wonder in the niggas around me act the same when I'm not presence 
Open case, court date coming, damn I could just be a felon
When they over, I'm flying to Paris
Yeah, I got racks on top of racks 
I'm in the bit finna throw like a quarterback 
Run with my team and we stacked like the Democratic
They stealing the swag, I just tell them to give it back
Walk through the mall, the want pictures like artifacts
My flight at 10, they swarming for autographs 
Just give me a minute, I'm getting my boarding pass 
This beat so hard, I tell them to run it back 
I'm just a young nigga who loving his habitat 
Pulling up Stang, my boy swerving the Scat Pack
They heated and mad, I just tell them to relax 
They loving my shit, and I f*ck with the feedback
She was my hoe but lil bro you can keep that 
Niggas be feen, I just pray they don't relapse 
Yeah, life is a movie, this shit her the soundtrack 
Two steps up for every time we set back
Dissed me high school, Now she want to f*ck
Yeah, I call it the throwback 

Won't make her my girl, and I know that she hate that 
Niggas be hoes with face tats (Yeah)
I wanted this shit, ima take that 
Know ima throw up a shot, ima make that 
Didn't f*ck with me, crazy I'm watching them come back
These niggas they hate on the kid cause I bounced back
Memphis to the A, I'm still dunking like Ja Morant (Vroom)
For the bullshit, got low tolerance (Yeah)
Shawty bad loving my confidence 
Lying and faking doing shit for a audience (Damn)
But me, I don't care about no followings (Nawl)
It's money for me, I want dividends (Yeah)
Was talking that shit they got rid of him
I got your back, we together like synonyms
Follow my rules, stick to them like ordinance
He thought he was safe I know his coordinates
I pick up today, do not want to order it 
Two parent home, a young nigga was fortunate 
I built from that, a nigga live marvelous (Yeah)
Losing folks, turning my heartless (Damn)
To the range, loading the cartridge (Yeah)

I swear, I don't even know what to tell them
In my face they proud of me, behind my back i know they jealous 
I wonder in the niggas around me act the same when I'm not presence 
Open case, court date coming, damn I could just be a felon
When they over, I'm flying to Paris
Yeah, I got racks on top of racks 
I'm in the bit finna throw like a quarterback 
Run with my team and we stacked like the Democratic
They stealing the swag, I just tell them to give it back
Walk through the mall, the want pictures like artifacts
My flight at 10, they swarming for autographs 
Just give me a minute, I'm getting my boarding pass 
This beat so hard, I tell them to run it back 
I'm just a young nigga who loving his habitat 
Pulling up Stang, my boy swerving the Scat Pack
They heated and mad, I just tell them to relax 
They loving my shit, and I f*ck with the feedback
She was my hoe but lil bro you can keep that 
Niggas be feen, I just pray they don't relapse 
Yeah, life is a movie, this shit her the soundtrack 
Two steps up for every time we set back
Dissed me high school, Now she want to f*ck
Yeah, I call it the throwback 

(Yeah) Yeah pass her to the crew and she know that 
A nigga just wanting his folks back 
But I know I can't 
That's why a nigga be sipping this drank
To keep my mind off this shit, ima faint (Damn)
Ain't joking the shit ain't a prank
All smiles when I leave the bank
Do shit I know that they can't 
But f*ck it I just want some peace 
Still mad my granddad is deceased
I'm running this shit, they in line like capeesh
They know I'm a dog, let me off the leash
I pray for my people, I want them to eat
Stuck in my thoughts, get no sleep (Nah)
Got knowledge, research it and read
Like damn, I ain't know she would leave (Damn)
Woke up and i couldn't find my keys (Nah)
A nigga started thinking crazy
AMG coupe Mercedes (Vroom)
Ain't letting that broke shit faze me (Nah)
Got drive, at first I was lazy (Yeah, yeah)

I swear, I don't even know what to tell them
In my face they proud of me, behind my back i know they jealous 
I wonder in the niggas around me act the same when I'm not presence 
Open case, court date coming, damn I could just be a felon
When they over, I'm flying to Paris
Yeah, I got racks on top of racks 
I'm in the bit finna throw like a quarterback 
Run with my team and we stacked like the Democratic
They stealing the swag, I just tell them to give it back
Walk through the mall, the want pictures like artifacts
My flight at 10, they swarming for autographs 
Just give me a minute, I'm getting my boarding pass 
This beat so hard, I tell them to run it back 
I'm just a young nigga who loving his habitat 
Pulling up Stang, my boy swerving the Scat Pack
They heated and mad, I just tell them to relax 
They loving my shit, and I f*ck with the feedback
She was my hoe but lil bro you can keep that 
Niggas be feen, I just pray they don't relapse 
Yeah, life is a movie, this shit her the soundtrack 
Two steps up for every time we set back
Dissed me high school, Now she want to f*ck (Pour up this Actvs)
Yeah, I call it the throwback

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