| I always knew from the start, might be the first to pop
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| Got shorty calling 'bout some keys, she done broke the lock
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| Whenever bothered, you just breathe, never hurt nobody
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| Got fallen trust and open wounds, please stop profiling
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| Nah, it’s never gon' happen, I know it well In my soul
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| Fell down too many, back up to restore
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| Greatest ever, high up, can’t escape no more
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| Only pray, touch hearts, satin velvet plush robes, ayy
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| Tell me for me for a second if you ever stop believing
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| Focus on consistency got kush, it’s always weed lit
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| Ignorant the ways, I know, but God, just hear the reasons
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| No soaring away, truthfully, I do these things
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| And move, I mean, aggression still the motto, hit the nitro
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| Ooh, yes, on my mama, hell yeah, she made the poncho
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| Eyes low, militant, convos, not feeling
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| Black tint, president, like oh, so appealing
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| Are you out of your mind?
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| Millionaire mode, she don’t wait in no lines
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| Let the bands grow, no matter
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| Will find a way in this bitch
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| Cream City, better make room in this bitch
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| Are you out of your mind?
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| Millionaire mode, she don’t wait in no lines
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| Let the bands grow, no matter
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| Will find a way in this bitch
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| Cream City, better make room in this bitch
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| So we coast, don’t relax, what we all told
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| We just speak on what we going through
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| So we coast, don’t relax, what we all told
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| We just speak on what we going through
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| Told my squad what’s mine is yours
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| Is yours, the blessings gon' repeat
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| Come back quick, boomerang like 360
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| Got my eye on Jeeps, flips for 1050
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| All twenties, crumbled somethin' now my pen still ripping
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| First, remain on the necks so I got my eye to the league
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| No one around here believed, kept like every receipt
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| I write a letter to my dawg in the system
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| Knowledge the only thing in this world, seeking wisdom
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| Are you out of your mind?
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| Millionaire mode, she don’t wait in no lines
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| Let the bands grow, no matter
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| Will find a way in this bitch
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| Cream City, better make room in this bitch
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| Are you out of your mind?
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| Millionaire mode, she don’t wait in no lines
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| Let the bands grow, no matter
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| Will find a way in this bitch
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| Cream City, better make room in this bitch |