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I don't wanna be the last to know
I'm getting married in a pink tuxedo

Plasticine baby
Melting on a holiday
Freezer burned and lazier
Than

slowly getting better
But I wanna hold onto you like that fuzzy worn out sweater

It's been a while
For you to not ask for my smile
But it's not worth

I roll up and do the same shit, ain't shit to do man this shit is getting lame quick
Was tryna get out of the city, and make a lane switch
Was tryna

Piece of mind
Not divine
Third eye open
Crusted blind
Homicide
Murder beats without a trace
She on my line
Home in five
Smoking vapor getting high

fly
Automatic when they see me
Guess they know why
And it ain't no secret
Yes I'm that guy
Call me Cj
I'm bout getting paid
You can catch me wit that

plenty
So lemme
So so so lemme feel it plenty
One and a two and a three hoes touching them toes
I bet my love just never getting old
They just hit my line

the sauce I don't think they could manage it
I get the money who the fuck be saying I ain't getting it
Free my bro he was hitting licks
Now I'm turning up

mission
Getting paper keep it player
With some sexy women
Hugs and kisses young and gifted
With a life that precious
Hugs and kisses
Checking chicken
Tryna

run up the numbers you look in my bank like you lookin in math class
I don't caring bout these niggas copying long as I'm getting my hashtag
Please do

I know that love is one that's hard to come by
I know we spend all of our time getting our crafts right
I just want to go surfin' take a look

working with the mob
Everyday we getting closer to not working jobs
And doing what we want instead getting paid off art
T.S.C. the brand put that logo in yo

My life my life my life my life
When things getting real
I let god take the wheel
Now let's see who going to really ride
My life my life my life my

No money no mess
More cash know less
My pockets getting blessed I said 

No money no stress
No money no mess
More cash know less
My pockets getting

know that it's us
YB the G and I am the greatest you know that it's me I'm high elevated
You know that I'm getting it high skyscrapers
Babygurl I'm

don't got a plan
I don't got no bread
I don't even got a place for me to lay
But if I die
Least I died trying going out focused getting mine
Only got

I'm getting sick of this place
Time to run and stack my money
They seeing it in my face
Don't tell me cause shit ain't funny
My mind be floating away

Getting to the money
Everyday in each and every way
Swanging
Swanging
Swanging
Sideways
Swanging
Swanging
Swanging
Sideways

Swanging through the lane

I need you the most
The nights getting colder, so cold
To know
My world turns so slow when I'm all on my own
There's things I can't let go when I'm

getting that bag you and I it's us both
Let's travel the globe lemme take you somewhere where you ain't never seen before
Layed back in a May Bach in a 2

life is getting rough
And the times are staying tough
So scared you wanna call my bluff
And I'm never gonna be enough
Clothes wouldn't fit today
Couldn't

back end
Like a Thief in the night
When you hit the lights
I'm going back in
Cuz I get the bag in
Then I'm going back in (Aye)
You ain't getting the bag

Cause shawty gon do what I say so
All up on me, cause I'm getting these pesos (yeah)
I be sipping on Blueberry Faygo
I'm the hottest and I'm hoping

Climbing up
Wait for me
Getting there
Trust in me
Letting go
Feel the sound
Giving up
I'm falling down
Climbing up
Wait for me
Getting there
Trust in me

clarity, clarity
So put your feet in the water
So you know just how I feel
It's always getting colder
And the ice is getting thin
And I know, I know, I know