Lyrics:
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Back back tell them people keep they distance
I'm first place ion see no competition
Surrounded by fake love and bad intentions
If i ever have
and Dior on the sweater
But I got some heat that'll change up the weather
Don't compare me to you , bitch you boring whatever
Get it by all means I been a go
a way to get me back
U did it again you do it like that
I move it again I'm moving too fast
That just gon take all ma energy
All the love was a game u
me a sign, god damn I'm praying
Not cut out for detective games
Why, can't you pull me out pathetic state
Feelings built up day by day
I can't take it,
Or be inspired
So lemme say this in case you tired
I'll be the greatest by the time I've died
Bitch I'll have a reign that conquers time
My next albums
Where you work until 63, And by the time you feeling free
You forgottten just who you be
Like you ain't never had a dream
Was just too pussy to believe
hope jamesis winston
Get another chance
To sling that ball
Like a stupid call
Im fuck the game up
I used to trust
Till I learned to much
All these
Fold bops like play-do
P flow by the ocean
P floor in the clouds
You pray for instruction
I’m cutting direction
I’m cutting the extras
I’m exec
got paid by the hour started trappin made it rain shower when you get money it come with the power big dog like Clifford no courage you coward she givin
(HOOK)
Stay with that strap when I go out
Stay with that strap like I’m o dog
(Mmm mmm)
Stay getting racks im the bank
Stay catchin plays I’m the game
(ahh
By the 10k,
She bring it.
She thinking I'm down,
But really I'm up.
Money calling,
I been picking it up.
Money falling,
I been picking it up.
The game
you can't hide
The devils watching with a smile
All this shit is worth a while
Leave these bodies in a pile
I do this shit by myself
Everyday looking
ain't here to stress you, no
That's what your ex do (ex do)
Let me start by saying
Goddamn you're mamma blessed you (Goddamn)
When you move like
just want me they just want me 'cause I)
Yeah, yeah
What's up
Know the suss when I rock up
3 grams now pal I'm stocked up
Made bank everywhere I
Iʼm the one, Im never two or three.
I go get dough I canʼt chase h*es that goes against my beliefs.
Pull off fast I might screech.
Pass the class you
the session smoke out
Mighta just got in the sport but I’m not to the game
Young and I’m ready for war I’m staying true to name
We are not two in the same you
gon die on count of three
I follow light I follow god and ain't nobody disagree
I'm gonna decorate you man you gon be my lil Christmas tree
Red dot I
wanna see cash and I'm counting to three
Look
I just came to pop my shit
Ain't nan nigga that you know that flow like this
Couple thousand on my fit
Ima
control
Aye bitch
And I'm the illest
Got like three grams
In this wood
I faced it
Got me lifted
Acting like a whole ass bitch
Up in your feelings
I don't
chlad, v očiach chlad
Príbehy tak tvrdé, že by si ich nezmäkčil v aviváži
Toľko vecí v hlave, zaspávame na svitanie
Budík na deviatu, železo treba kuť
blinded by my jewelry,
Pullin on me, tugging on me, she can't get enough of me,
Touching me, luckily, she might be coming home with me,
Call your friends
pas
Je sais que c'est dur, je sais que t'aimes pas quand ça met du temps
Mais t'inquiète, le game en vaudra la chandelle
Et ça, tu le sais bien
En
by any means
smoking big blunts of some GUSHERS plotting out my dreamswhich means I'm on the interstate whippin up a diner plate
I don't pump crack but
the blows
My dime she a 10 we don't fuck wit no hoes
Talkin bout bitches you had
Big ugly bitch you would fuck on the low
Ion care where he go he gon ride by
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