| Turn the beat up a lil' more
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| Yeah, ha, uh
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| Real, real, real
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| Okay, hahaha
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| Look, yeah
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| Every other day, sayin' somethin' I’m not
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| Motivation is paper, my car fresh off the lot
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| Money make her, I’m chasin' my dream right off the block
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| Family cook off that bakin' soda, fresh up out the pot
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| Got 'em like ooh-wee
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| Never mechanical, never a fuckin' robot
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| I ball through the year, that’s somethin' you just don’t know 'bout
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| Virginia ass nigga, with my hand on my cock
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| Give a fuck about a flock 'cause I land on the top
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| Yeah, and if I died tomorrow, would you give a fuck?
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| Takin' all these shots, I’m tryna live it up
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| Go tell a bad bitch she need to give it up
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| It’s real niggas over here, she need to get with us
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| Looky, looky, I’m hoggin' up all the pussy
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| Nigga Jordan to the game but I hustle like a rookie
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| All this ice, I need a sleigh
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| If a nigga wanna fade
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| In this Audemaur for J
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| In this all-black
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| With all this kush, lights, drugs and bottles
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| We do this every night
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| It’s just the way you like
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| We do this all day, all night
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| Girl, you with the gang
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| And we do this every night (Uh)
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| It’s just the way you like (Uh)
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| So many cars, they can’t fit in the garage (The garage)
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| So much swag, I can’t fit it in the bag (The bag)
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| So much kush, I can’t fit it in the zag (The zap)
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| So many Os, the price can’t fit on the tag (The tag)
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| Been goin' so hard, I can’t even stop it
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| My family need it, plus I’m grown, so that ain’t even an option (An option)
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| Just found a buildin' to call me a loft in (A loft in)
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| Them niggas hatin', they gon' need some doctrines (Some doctrines)
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| I’m smokin' real big
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| Money way bigger
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| Still be in the hood
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| With all my hood niggas (Niggas)
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| Motherfuckers gotta it twisted thinkin' I’ma change
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| I take what most would make a year and spend it on my chain
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| I take what most won’t even know and spend it on a zip
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| I take what most won’t even see and spend it on a whip
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| That mean I’m ballin' like recess
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| And young Khalifa man be on in the deep end
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| You fuckin' little bitch
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| With all this kush, lights, drugs and bottles
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| We do this every night (We here)
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| It’s just the way you like
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| We do this all day, all night
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| Girl, you with the gang
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| And we do this every night
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| It’s just the way you like
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| Uh, been crazy
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| Girls still hate me
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| My eyes lazy
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| My side lady’s pretty as hell
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| Shoebox money went and got me a mill' (True)
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| Dirty bills burn holes in my pocket, for real
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| True hippie
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| My chain’s 250
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| Just fresh cut cooked, just way too sticky
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| I’m day drunk
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| I’m pissin' rosé for a week (Damn)
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| I ball, one car, movin' on to a Jeep (Rolls)
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| We’re flyin' in whips, that a hunnid and up
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| A hunnid Ps, OT, yeah, it’s never enough
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| I’m on Y, Cherry pie, Cookie and Sherb
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| Sold-out shows, still play with them birds
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| (With them blocks)
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| If your favorite rapper’s weed man
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| Party all night, head pass for the weekend
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| More cash, more models in my bed
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| Hit the club, few bottles to the head, huh
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| With all this kush, lights, drugs and bottles
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| We do this every night
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| It’s just the way you like
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| We do this all day, all night
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| Girl, you with the gang
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| And we do this every night
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| It’s just the way you like |