| Niggas wanna stop me like the Nazi
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| Getting money like Illuminati
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| Look up and see the palm trees, fuck everybody
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| Palm trees, fuck everybody
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| All I see is the money, buried over the struggle
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| I know religion got me, too cheap to sell my soul though
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| So fuck every commy, palm trees
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| Fuck everybody, palm trees
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| Clearly these niggas can’t see me like black & white TV
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| So pretend that you hear me like Stevie
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| Let’s call it, leave and fuck you
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| We’ve been discussing our salary
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| You chiefin, pass the blunt
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| Pray that you live, have a dissy
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| Tires screeching, swerving paparazzi
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| I could have relieve in 91 gas from Chevron, Rolls Royce like Heron
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| Warrior, like Cleon; |
| girls, they like to cling on
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| Give em hard dick one time then that boy gone
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| I hot box Ferrari to my latest songs, H Crown, did 5, glad my nigga made it home
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| These bitches fronting, claiming they ain’t hoes
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| Actin like the single life, the way that go ball all alone
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| All-white neighborhood, I feel alone
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| 8 bedrooms, let my thoughts roam
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| And one day king will realize his throne
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| When you pop T-Raww, morals in you fairly strong
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| I love making that shit that you can sing along
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| Getting head while you’re high
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| That’s my way you’re getting blown
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| Used to talk to these kids through the Styrofoam
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| Now we talk for millions on the microphone
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| Jewelry cashed back then the zip locked
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| No job to them rogue niggas
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| Kick rocks, white socks
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| Clean nigga, court side
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| Fact not, see you making it rain, nigga that’s all you got
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| All night, that’s what you got
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| Fuck with me baby, make sure you leave with a wad
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| Course you ain’t bad, fuck your cash, I pay my tab
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| Make you a star in real life, fuck a blog, nigga
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| Niggas wanna stop me like the Nazi
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| Getting money like Illuminati
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| Look up and see the palm trees, fuck everybody
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| Palm trees, fuck everybody
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| All I see is the money, buried over the struggle
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| I know religion got me, too cheap to sell my soul though
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| So fuck every commy, palm trees
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| Fuck everybody, palm trees |