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to an old flame
Told her I'l be back maybe one day (Yeah)
Never have I ever been to Pompeii
Got a picture on my wall in the UK
Just spent all my money

the eyes of the bastard son
He's old and blind
Try at keeping pace with the chosen ones
You're left behind
Give your grace and money to a father
That isn't

stressing out
Let me go take out
I just took his bitch with the cash I'm sorry
Dancing with money all these bitches they adore me
I don't want to hear your

a chance, put my money down
Stood up so tall my feet weren't touching the ground
Wonder what I'll feel like in 50 years
Will I be able to hear, still be

wanna be by my lonely
Steady bringing all the tens out niggas running and hide
I wanna be by my lonely
I will never go back to the old me yea

I wanna be

in a minute
Strictly bout business, all my old friends finished
They don't understand the way that I'm living
Do it for the children, won't stunt for

pale de lajan m' poko gen tan
Vans Old School, Gucci bag nigga Luxe Win
Balanciaga Porshe Cayenne nigga Luxe Win
Hoe get like me my nigga Luxe Win

running away from her old man
Tapping new streets with her one man
Might even start with our own clan
We run the nights

It's bae and I out on a mission

fuk bitches and get money 
When we pull up we extra deep 
I'm from Southside 
Old nat with my woes 
Smoking wit da bros 
Got a play on Washington rd

snatched
Pedi and the mani always stay matched
Got her own shit got her own bag
Let the money come she don't chase racks
Shawty been popping since way back

a shrimp
Gotta play above the rim
Cold summer rocking Tims
Old school with the limp
Flee the scene in a blimp

Lil baby gone paint me a picture
Chilling

Remember back to the times when I used to me the old me
Back to the times when no one had to show me
Back when I was even in the elementary
When

I know... you just... need sum love yeah
I know... you just... need a hug yeah
The love is getting old she said hold me close
Now Bitch I need

brain
That's a damn shame
They say money never change a thing
That was old days
Headed to the top I'm on my way
This a closed case
Why these haters always

But never show you how the money work
I seen it put all in reverse
Now I gotta hit em where it hurts
All black dress in a hearse
Old ways
Dead ways

new bitch
And she wanna be my sex slave
Grind til I'm rich
Til the money start to bore me
Brand new old whip
When I drive it, it be flooring
Don't talk

Said you wanna feel it
But that shits getting old
I'm not trynna deal it
I'm not here to save you
Too much is what I gave you
Lying on my name spreading

Yeah
Hey Wizzie
They ain't ready bruh
But we gonna get em ready
Let's go
I do my own thing I ride my own wave
Money every time my phone ring f***

on Versace robes
I'm counting money making hits she wanna drop her clothes
They wanna buy happiness but it's been sold (Sold)
We're told we have to wait for it

want it
Let's stick together and lets run it
No more searching cause baby we done it
Blessed to impress mo money
We keep it jumping
Conversation running

I can't fuck with that boy he a nobody
He a broke boy and he don't get no money
I'm a boss I don't answer to nobody
I'm out here making plays what

and time again, pushing ahead to the most
Falling down, I climb again, paradise not on the coast

Half my old folks gone, three of my figures passed
Zombies

Baby I don't wanna do you wrong
I ain't ever been too good at movin on
Every time I always seem to lose it all
Maybe with you I won't
Stuck in my old

we got in them scuffles
Trynna do better to stay out of trouble
'Member days you ain't wanna go hustle
Now I'm out flexing go get you some money
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