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Imagine
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Tion Wayne
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You know Where would I be Without the music? Jail, dead, robberies, who knows But we're here you get me Money haffi make bredrin You get me T Wayne from the... yo Imagine if I didn't spit Still be on the strip Still tryna hit a lick Running from the CID Still ducking all these pricks Suttin on their hip Feds kicking off my crib Still be getting shit Although the money changed my life But still I go out on a enemy and ride Beef or what not I don't have to swallow pride Ends was so hot So I'm flooded up with ice Don't worry 'bout the price Had gyal with degrees was a miracle That they still f*cked with a criminal Man it's beef keep the talk to a minimal At your front door quicker than Deliveroo True, live a Rockstar life If she come round Wayne never trust your wife She, said it must be nice Rose day date flooded up with ice 20k in the club I'll match it Gyal suck my dick so ratchet Drillas don't talk just bang it slap it Bang it hand ting (boom) My accountant he looks like the feds Flashback to the time I was raided 4 gyal to myself in the bed On my life I don't know what their name is Imagine if I didn't spit Still be on the strip Still tryna hit a lick Running from the CID Still ducking all these pricks Suttin on their hip Feds kicking off my crib Still be getting shit Although the money changed my life But still I go out on a enemy and ride Beef or what not I don't have to swallow pride Ends was so hot So I'm flooded up with ice Don't worry 'bout the price Make P stay relevant Used to roll shank and Sony Erikson And I stuff so much pound in my jean now my pops got queen resemblance Coulda been done out nuttin in ? Doing up jail house eating up porridge Did dirt man, man I used to jerk man in college Now the Rolex swiss so solid Ops got no knowledge The internet talk is shit But I cheffed him up and ditched the whip Now the feds try put your boys life to bits Now I think about the pigs and I get a kick Blowing out her back One hand on the strap Used to hold my wap She just put it on her lap And the way you took my risks I ain't forgot you And if you're real, got my back then I love you Imagine if I didn't spit Still be on the strip Still tryna hit a lick Running from the CID Still ducking all these pricks Suttin on their hip Feds kicking off my crib Still be getting shit Although the money changed my life But still I go out on a enemy and ride Beef or what not I don't have to swallow pride Ends was so hot So I'm flooded up with ice Don't worry 'bout the price
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