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I haven't left this room in a minute
Eight hours in the studio gettin busy!
What do you call this?

And I’m always in the studio, Hit after hit
And I’m feeling like I’m drake
Way I’m all up in the 6
I don't like to run it back
I don't like to reminisce

down)

How you supposed to win with your head in the clouds
I'm just tryna elevate and never touch the ground
I'm a keep my circle small cause man, who

I done been many places ya
I seen many faces ya
Life is crazy I'm tellin' ya
I was down on my ass you was never there
Now I'm getting this money lil

stay in the studio fuck a trench
I told my mama I’m heaven sent
I got some money I’m bout to spend
I got this money I get it in
I get it in I get it in
I

out get dropped by the thousands
Check my lil bag
It just turned into a suitcase
Bitches barely on beat like you blue face
I've just been in the pocket

this pain in my voice
Fuck, I don't got no rejoice
In the studio by myself, I don't need no friends 
Everybody fake 
I just wanna cruise around in a Benz

these hoes buggin me I just tell em no way 
Josè
I don't even speak Spanish or nothing 
Living in the studio making music or something 
You always stuck

Changes

King Curtis

Live at the Fillmore West

1971

to enjoy the fun in my life
Plus now I got a lil son in my life (shit)
That's the one in my life, that keeps me up in the night
Writing these rhymes so he

Lyrics Translated by HIPHOPLE.com
Tell them niggas that I'm all in Tell them bitches that I'm all in
Tell them niggas that I'm all in Tell them

vibes
I been movin' solo
They don't understand how I'm movin' right
Late nights, take a night walk and you might
See me down the street drive off in

patient
Dodging shots like the matrix
Tell em it’s up
Guess they haven’t had enough
Opp's packed in a leaf
Walk em down then I go to the creases
Walk em

shots of that Quavo and Absolute
Gang
4E Lil Cam in the hood make them feel me
Say he then shot him a nigga
The streets think you still sweet
Pay up lil

swear to God, nigga
I ain’t never got Nexty
Goddamn bitch, Lil B crazy
Goddamn bitch, I’m swagged up in the 80’s
Fuck it
Ridin’ down town and you know I’m

Kendrick or Wayne
I can feel all this rap shit, I got it in my veins
When the bad shit go down, I'm the one they blame
But I don't even give a fuck no more,

feel like lil wayne cause I need me ah mill

He ain't wit the mob he ain't wit the gang
He tryna run down like
He tryna down like he wont go out wit ah

with the piece
Headshots like photography, say cheese
Wayne!

I come from where niggas die in the morning
The killers ride at night
Fuck the cops

Doing it by my lonely
I been vibin' by myself
I just hopped up in my bag
BB Simons on my belt
All these diamonds round my neck they on freeze they

Then we skirt off in a tesla
Going Under Pressure
Pin ya bitch down like a wrestler
Imma put the pussy on a stretcher
Diamond shine bright like

a deuce inna whip change lanes 

I was floatin in my momma lil minivan 
That was back when I was hangin wit too many friends
Nowadays I do not hang out wit

Wearing em down
And burnt-out
Like someone I know
Pickup the flow
But drop it like it's hot
And go slow
But we know
She knows
Sleeping in bars
Always

whats right but I ain't right within
I write my wrongs by writing down my sins
Remember when me and my nigga would pop xans, now he pour up in a pop can

the tablet in my brain
Took that shit from Lil Wayne
I'm a grasshoppa listen to Tha Carter everyday
They gone miss that train
Ima need that ring
That's

fatter than Jabba The Hutt
Back at my home where my home in the hut
You walk outside and there really be mud
You say you down, what you know bout