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Yeah, now I'm back at it Again I ain't never had a friend, but Enz was man, though When you worry 'bout yourself, this sh*t get simple When your ice shine bright, it pop like pimples Three stacks for these shoes, I call 'em the rentals I be talkin' too much money, she can't talk to me I just hit it last week, how she all for me? And I'ma still try to hit it, it's the dog in me But she hate it when I'm off an awful lot of lean Shawty clean with these jeans out the gallery Two fifty out the streets, why they mad at me? Fifty racks on a pendent, I can't roll in pеace 'Cause if a n***a run up on me, hе goin' to sleep Solo livin', just me and bro, no more n***as Don't compare me to them, I swear to God I get offended The chains, the watches, everything been authentic Tell me how to win when you the realest I ain't nothin' like these rap n***as talkin' to me soon This shirt cost three hundred but I don't wear VLONE I got that sh*t on and that Cuban link prone But it really don't matter if you can't stand up on your own Yeah, I'm Peso, all about a bankroll Never listen to these n***as sayin' where I can't go Same n***as gettin' hit with somethin' fatal We got Glocks, we got Chops, we got Dracos We ain't lyin' just to make it sound cool Fresh off that flight just to do what I do n***as on my d**k 'cause we made our own rules n***as ain't on sh*t, they better bust a whole move Doin' what hoes do, just don't approach, dude My money is so rude, this Doja so blue These hoes don't get flewed, these hoes just get screwed From the bottom to the top, I had to pick a view, yeah, yeah Solo livin', just me and bro, no more n***as Don't compare me to them, I swear to God I get offended The chains, the watches, everything been authentic Tell me how to win when you the realest I ain't nothin' like these rap n***as talkin' to me soon This shirt cost three hundred but I don't wear VLONE I got that sh*t on and that Cuban link prone But it really don't matter if you can't stand up on your own, yeah Solo livin', just me and bro, no more n***as Don't compare me to them, I swear to God I get offended The chains, the watches, everything been authentic Tell me how to win when you the realest I ain't nothin' like these rap n***as talkin' to me soon This shirt cost three hundred but I don't wear VLONE I got that sh*t on and that Cuban link prone But it really don't matter if you can't stand up on your own
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