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Jesus Martinez Jr.
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Starin' out the window, this a different view
Starin' out the window this a different view
I'm staring at a yacht while swimmin' in my pool (yuh)
Baby I'm off percs, drank, bars, shrooms (shrooms)
I don't know who here for what, I been too confused
And now I bought of all they lies and I'm still rich
You got problems, but you know I deal with real shit (real shit)
I got fifty in the clip, this a Kel-Tec
Dee how you get to where you at? I took big risks
Twenty racks, what this is? I don't know how that feel
Forty racks, in the air I flew private here
Ran out of places to put these diamonds, Patrick Star my ear
TSA, invisible cut, i just skip a clear
Ain't no time for love, ain't no time for time, ain't no time for us
Bitch, it ain't no time, for no extra time, I ain't got that much
My baby momma don't need no new butt, just a tummy tuck
A South Park legend posted up in Malibu, he tightened up
Choppin' shit up, burn em' up, roll that weed up, burn one up
Police ahh, cuff her up
One thing bout' these hoes is they gone fuck
Staying Maybach, Maybach Truck, I ain't slept, from the dawn to fuckin' dust
Hurt me twice, like once a month
Sorry baby, I had it rough, extended clip right by the bus, make em' do the Double Dutch
M's in the bank that I can't touch, No soul here that I'd ever trust
This a Maybach, not a beamer truck
If I want yo' bitch, just leave it up
Starin' out the window this a different view
I'm staring at a yacht while swimmin' in my pool (yuh)
Baby I'm off percs, drank, bars, shrooms (shrooms)
I don't know who here for what, I been too confused
And now I bought of all they lies and I'm still rich
You got problems, but you know I deal with real shit (real shit)
I got fifty in the clip, this a Kel-Tec
Dee how you get to where you at? I took big risks
Baby go find me some Wok, Wok
Fat, (?) in the city let my top drop
You can't go back to your city, bitch you rerocked
Free my dawg, he's staring through his time through a G-Shock
Don't hit my phone like, "Get me out"
I just bought a crib, you bought another block
Hit em' with that Glock, buy another Glock
Malibu oasis, this another spot
"Baby how this shit gon' end?"
With me on top
I ain't slept in some days, I been chasing guap
I ain't slept in some days, I been seeing shit
I ain't slept in some days, you know crime pays
I ain't slept in a few days, baby can we lay up?
In the studio, so baby don't you wait up
You can question me if I don't come home with my cake up
Break your heart and break your jaw baby I don't pay fair
Baby I made it out to Malibu I'm--
Starin' out the window this a different view
I'm staring at a yacht while swimmin' in my pool (yuh)
Baby I'm off percs, drank, bars, shrooms (shrooms)
I don't know who here for what, I been too confused
And now I bought of all they lies and I'm still rich
You got problems, but you know I deal with real shit (real shit)
I got fifty in the clip, this a Kel-Tec
Dee how you get to where you at? I took big risks
Written by: Jesus Martinez Jr.