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Morocco
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Kota the Friend
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Rented out a BnB, I'm somewhere in Morocco Hidin' from the world, I be feelin' like El Chapo Heard you got a main girl chillin' in Chicago I be like, "No comment" and I hit 'em with the Uzi Independent, yeah, I get it standin' on my two feet Jackin' that you know me but the truth that you knew me Takin' hour showers, I be feelin' like I'm bougie Now I take my shawty out to dinner in the A Look at struggle in her face, keep my money in the bank And watch you pull up in the wraith Mama told me, "Don't be stupid," I can tell her fate She just wants you for the clout Told her, "I'ma need my space," she gon' make you look goofy I, with my slippers when I drive, I be cozy on the road I do business in the sky, never had to sell my soul I don't ever gotta lie, if you didn't see it then Do not hit me on my line, ho Money stacked on a hook, reel it Goin' blind seven books, deal it Vans on my mattress, chillin' Henny on the last drip, kill it Shot clock, runnin' I pull up like oh Curry at the half-court, clutch like woah I be, I be on the block tryna live my life Can't nobody come up off of me, I'm broke I'm on the land wit' it, land wit' it Hit a lick and mind my damn business, damn business Catch a break and hit the fam wit' it, fam wit' it Life is callin' are you answerin'? (Yes)
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