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(A-A-A-A-V-A, keep this shit right, nigga) We dogging that ass on another ice beat Took a trip six hours and hit for some weed Y'all turn rich to dime, tryna turn new leaf Ain't havin' no emotion, no money, ho, leave I can push on, guy, you just gotta be with her I know I ain't the only nigga, so I ain't trippin' Still got love for the one that went missing Stickin' to the plan, this shit gettin' addictive I'm too slime thin I'm too real to be fake, so I don't gotta pretend Wanna see how I'm livin', just come and get in On some young nigga shit, still buckin' for gin Livin' too fast, hope God forgive me I'm spendin' my last, I ain't have a penny I ain't goin' back broke, I'm way too committed Left my old ho, I got a new bitch in the city Bad bitch with the mood, she slimmed They gon' go for the bank 'cause she one of a kind If it's Anna is dead, I ain't wastin' no time So I drop out the lil' pen, my kid little dime Pose be chillin', Ma, still don't miss Runnin' y'all trap, the store shit like a Visha Drac' kinda lightskinned, look like Drizzy Still get over, cuh, and the city be spinnin' I'm OT with a Glock 23, the way this shit happened, no fuck show me My bankroll blue, I have to buy this shit neat Slamming for rec, can't be lazy for cheese Cut out the ho, get the ho on thick I'm dodging dimes, I ain't dodging no rig Keep playing fast, I get hit with a tick I done been through the worst after all I blicked It's all gon' work, just gotta be patient I go get the money, I ain't send back Wayne Turn last to least in sorry situations Had to cut off dead weight 'cause these niggas in the way Playing with me and I ain't safe, try to spin on my block, make a swear of the rape This sautéing, we purge in the day 1711, shooting Glocks every day We dogging that ass on another high speed Took a trip six hours, just hit for some weed Y'all turn rich to dime, tryna turn new leaf Ain't havin' no emotion, no money, ho, leave I can put you on game, you just gotta be with her I know I ain't the only nigga, so I ain't trippin' Still got love for the one that we missin' Stickin' to the plan, this shit gettin' addictive I'm too slime, thin I'm too real to be fake, so I don't gotta pretend Wanna see how I'm livin', just come and get in On some young nigga shit, still buckin' for gin Livin' too fat, hope God forgive me I'm spendin' my last, I ain't have a penny I ain't goin' back broke, I'm way too committed Let my old ho, I got a new bitch in the city
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