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Shannon Fields
Shannon Fields
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Randy Green
Randy Green
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Shaun Roberson
Shaun Roberson
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Taija Kerr
Taija Kerr
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Dameon Garrett
Dameon Garrett
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Melvin Henderson
Melvin Henderson
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Dennis Mercier
Dennis Mercier
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Andre Nash
Andre Nash
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Lyrics

Uh, Who that peeking in my window, POW Nobody now fuckin with the wrong house Big body benzs, V12 engines we roll out Independent no short cuts we took the long route I rather take the road less travel I'm in my own lane running laps Thumbing through stacks in a Seattle hat Clear the lane make a way for a boss I got somewhere to be Meeting with labels they ain't signed I think they scared of me If you could make a hundred thousand Nigga you can make a million They sign you for a hundred thousand You probably worth a hundred million I'm from trap spots In the kitchen got onions peeling In abandoned buildings So nigga fuck your feelings Got this rap shit sewed up Got this backwood rolled up No cap I'm focused Big facts I've grown up Bitch I own stuff Call me a owner They say I'm on something Yeah bitch I own something Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa We can have it either way it go I'm reclining in the benzo Westside throw it high out the window Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa We can have it either way it go I'm reclining in the benzo Westside throw it high out the window Uh, Weight on my shoulders They wanna know why I keep 'em so cold Can't trust a single soul I'm just out here gettin to the doe I got these babies to raise I can't afford a sick day I gotta get it in different ways Fuck minimum wage I don't got no one to blame I don't got no one to call I don't see no one at all To pick me up incase I fall I'm gonna stand on ten toes I only follow the doe I be gettin to the doe That's all I know I'm on this road to the riches I don't be clickin with bitches I'm on my own, alone, I get to the business Niggas wanting my attention If it's makin scents I'll listen I'm in my zone now Forgive me if my heart is missing Look, When I get on I ain't gon be acting different I fuck with those who fuck with me Ain't ever switchin' They saying sky is the limit So I'm always staying high And alive don't mean your living So make sure your stayin live Yeah, destined for greatness All it takes is patience but don't ever do no waiting Staying dedicated cause one day you gon make it Keep your head up, keep on elevating Yeah, destined for greatness All it takes is patience but don't ever do no waiting Staying dedicated cause one day you gon make it Keep your head up, keep on elevating Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa We can have it either way it go I'm reclining in the benzo Westside throw it high out the window Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa We can have it either way it go I'm reclining in the benzo Westside throw it high out the window La da da di we can fly Roll up the weed and get high La da da di we can fly Roll up the weed and get high
Writer(s): Shannon Fields Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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