| Just keep showing me how you really is
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| True colors so vibrant, I really get it
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| These niggas not build for the longer journey
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| I’m wiping shit, I do not need detergent
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| I keep it so solid I match a broad to keep a
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| Chalice refills of the holy waters
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| Sinning plenty, your home girl might need a feature
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| Mama cita, sativa then eat her, beat her
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| Pussy pop, I might peace out or eat you proper
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| Appetite big, I could eat a lot
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| And I’mma have fun with it
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| I don’t have fun with it, baby
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| I know when 106 come to the south
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| Keep a real nigga name out yo mouth
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| I got girls I know hate me that still gon' pop it
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| She swear up and down I ain’t shit, hella awesome
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| At this point I address you for sport
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| Y’all hella bitter but still keep it cordial
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| Spare me that fake shit, I see what you 'bout
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| It really ain’t boostin' your clout
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| I throw my money on the floor, like Notorious B.U.M
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| And I still ain’t bout a dollar man, according to her
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| Who the fuck is fucking popping dog, I missed the M. O
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| Word to my demographic, white girls are the dough
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| Mama pop money, buying punch merch at the show, woah
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| And still rolling dollar bills up like it’s whatever
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| Climb the whole mountain, every cent tonight and beat the weather
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| Too fucked up, I don’t owe you always find my ass like this
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| Know you miss the old David, bish that was the past, life
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| You live and you learn
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| A living, start rapping, where’s your money to burn
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| Then no money to save, but there’s hoes at the bar
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| Pockets drier than wells, send the hoes to the car
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| It could be awesome, could have been awesome
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| Come babydoll, I’ll just call you my darling
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| We be up, then we fallin', I always fall in
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| Could be good love when you say so
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| Don’t make no sense not on the payroll
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| All this shit never change, it’s the same ole
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| Don’t you come at me acting too righteous
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| Lights goes bye bye, we done turned down
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| I done spend more than I’ve ever churned out
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| The night out with you, used to be amazing
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| Now I see you and see it be hella jaded
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| I don’t got time for the parallel, no
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| I don’t got, we don’t got time to be
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| I don’t got time to be
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| At least I know now
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| I’m glad you saved me from you
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| I know it ain’t fair to say
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| I guess it’s the way it goes
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| You are the same girl
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| You are the same girl?
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| You are the same girl
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| You are the same
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| All this shit parallel, L-in' out after class, you and me
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| And with him, he don’t know I got the slightest clue
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| And if I got wind of the actual info at the time
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| Lord knows what I would do
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| You are the same girl
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| You are the same girl?
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| We are the same, yuh
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| We are the same, nuh |