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Ayy, Rick and Thad

Ayy, ayy

Uh, uh, uh

Uh, uh

Blessed, how true they see in me

Pray they try to get rid of me, uh

Roaches, right, get rid of 'em

Be careful the journey and energy, uh

We not the same, we different

Don't call me, talk about you 20, uh

Gotta maintain, I'm gettin' it

The haters don't come from your enemies, uh

Gotta show the boy the difference, uh

I don't care to be deleted, say

We (heaven mode)

Know that they waiting on us (heaven mode)

Know that they hating on us (heaven mode)

Won't let them take it from us (heaven mode)

Probably don't use your brownies (heaven mode)

We get the paper on us (heaven mode)

We spent some paper on us (heaven mode)

We throw the paper on them (heaven mode)

Wake up in the morning and straight to the money

Been with them days and young **** was too hot

They used to laugh they thought it was funny

Now they try being like I got the drones out

I'm having too much motion

I don't care about but it's just so you players to get the money

I don't care they gotta do the most

Out of sight, out of mind over here

Real ****, I should give myself a toast

And if we can get it poppin' over here

Shake it tender like I'm cookin' up a roast

Big God only man I fear

Ain't stuntin' no ****, ain't stuntin' no bitch

Too many call of duty **** cap in they line

Can't even shoot no switch

You tryna look cool, you a bitch

Broke boy tryna come grab my wrist

Keep it low, low, I gave him a stitch

Keep it humble but know I ain't average

Keepin' it on, don't need a picture

She be puttin' on just like Rihanna

She water, I see no umbrella

Fuckin' up a lace front, it got hot in here

I'm changin' the weather, had to separate

Too many bodies in here, don't wanna see me do better

Too much weight, so many bodies in here

Tryna come take my place, God

Mmm, ain't steppin' at all

If you wanna win you a game, just give me the ball

All these **** do is talk

You gotta be comin' with numbers, you plannin' to call 'em

I ain't pickin' up the call, many many men

Know they wish me to fall, no I ain't stoppin' it all

The haters be contagious, go get a tissue

I know that they sick of me all

Blessed, how true they see in me

Pray they try to get rid of me, uh

Roaches, right, get rid of 'em

Be careful the journey and energy, uh

We not the same, we different

Don't call me, talk about you 20, uh

Gotta maintain, I'm gettin' it

The haters don't come from your enemies, uh

Gotta show the boy the difference, uh

I don't care to be deleted, say

We (heaven mode)

Know that they waiting on us (heaven mode)

Know that they hating on us (heaven mode)

Won't let them take it from us (heaven mode)

Probably don't use your brownies (heaven mode)

We get the paper on us (heaven mode)

We spent some paper on us (heaven mode)

We throw the paper on them (heaven mode)