| Now I’m just kickin' back and smokin' gas
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| I cherish every moment 'cause life is fast
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| I used to be broke, now we got some cash
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| Yeah, I be crusin' and I’m rockin' designer, oh yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be crusin'
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be crusin'
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be crusin'
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| Yeah, we gon' rise above it, yeah, I be crusin'
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| Yeah, ayy, ayy, I be crusin'
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| Ayy, I be crusin'
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, I be crusin'
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| Yeah, I be crusin', yeah, I be crusin'
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| Sippin' lean in my Polo socks
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| I risin' up fast, goin' far to the top
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| And I’m flexin' racks in my Supreme
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| I be rollin' dope and lookin' clean
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| Man, I got hella stacks on my fit
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| And a couple naked bitches all over my crib
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| Don’t you tell me shit, don’t tell me how to live
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| I be flexin' racks, I smoke a bit
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| I be smokin' and gettin' lit
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| I won’t change for the world or shit
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| Man, I’m crusin' in the Lex'
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| And yo' bitch tried to send me a text
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| I curved that ho and got some bands
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| If you think you can’t, well yes, you can
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| All this fame wasn’t in my plans
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| Now they sayin' that they love me and send me a text
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| I love 'em all 'cause I wasn’t shit
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| Tell me, why you hatin' on the kid?
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| Who came out the bottom, you talkin' shit
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| Man, I be risin' and know that I won’t quit
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| Ayy, I be crusin' in the Lex', yo' bitch tried to send me a text
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| And you know I gotta flex, I be crusin', I be
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| Yeah, yeah, I be crusin', I be
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| Yeah, I be, I be crusin', I be
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| I be crusin' in the Lex', yo' bitch tried to send me a text
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| And you know I gotta flex, I be crusin', I be
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| Yeah, yeah, I be crusin', I be
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| Yeah, I be, I be crusin', I be |