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I love you, baby, woah 100graham How much you make? Baby, I'm chillin' How much you makin'? Baby, she killin' Ain't it ironic how we feel so alive? (Yeah) Ain't it ironic how we feel so alive? (Ain't it ironic) How much you makin'? Baby, I'm chillin' Yeah, I don't care to network wit' ya I don't care to compare net worth wit' ya Took my girl to a room with a vista, I ain't talkin' windows How long you tryna run this 'til I get blisters? Baggin' a black dress, I'll get a zipper Lookin' like the actions, lookin' like a million bucks Bae, let me shake this rust, yeah I'm seein' it clear, I went to the mirror 'Cause I needed someone to tell me I'm it We gettin' near, I want a career Too many people that's here for a blip Blip on the map, gettin' too big, I don't fit where I'm at Fit don't even fit, man, I'm sendin' it back They throw a fit, man, I'm fittin' to snap I love you, baby, woah (Yeah, that's quite alright) How much you make? Baby, I'm chillin' How much you makin'? Baby, she killin' Ain't it ironic how we feel so alive? (Yeah) Ain't it ironic how we feel so alive? (Ain't it ironic) How much you makin'? Baby, I'm chillin' They tryna manage me, I don't need management Why you keep posin' like that? You a mannequin Bullets are barish, I'm buildin' and brandin' it Watchin' they mouth and it run like an So I grin and bear it Know that I'm good, you mistakin' for Eric This only time I ever wanna be in When I'm buildin' my kids an inheritance I get it in Paris, mm, that's imperative Only thing I'll ever change is the narrative One thing that I'll never wear is the look of embarra**ment Uh, will I ever care again? No Why just one when I could have both? I just want 'em addicted to growth See that I'm drippin', it ain't even the clothes Surrounded by water, I'm buildin' a moat Tippin' the boat Buildin' careers over gettin' exposed Harder to win when they riggin' the votes If y'all wanna know, it ain't even close Gimme the smoke, lately been feelin' like I never miss again Must be the discipline, must be the flow I might explode If I hold it in again, think that you dough Must be a joke, I've been on fire, tuck and I roll Huh, feel like I'm stuck in a mode You call the wave, you rollin' for days The problem with waves, they come and they go Been lookin' for ya up under the load If I don't stop, then the numbers will grow Just made a friend, let another one go When it get better, gotta run with the pros I keep the day ones up close Some of the others have turned into ghosts Where do they go? Nobody knows This ain't the life that I got, this the life that I chose Told it to drive and it drove How many miles you put on your toes? How much you make from the flows? That's one of them things that I cannot disclose Where is the plain? None of this plain I ain't even fly, the pilot'll know Man is a bum but he countin' his money And lookin' at numbers and knew where the coke I love you, baby, woah (Yeah, that's quite alright)
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