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[Intro] It don't take shit to win but some focus Phew, hey (Meech) [Verse] It don't take shit to win but some focus Your mind everywhere else, then you hopeless Triple double in your city like I'm Jokić Shrooms got me trippin', thought my shadow was an opp approaching Clutch performer, boy, I wouldn't leave me open I could have ten M's, they wouldn't notice I could have a dollar to my name and they wouldn't even know it 'Cause what I learned is whatever's in your hand, you can't show it She gon' give your ass the red light, for me, bet she going Heavy on the manifesting where I'm at, feeling chosen Was a dime, bought an ass, now she eleven like DeRozan Pocket full of Nipsey blues, sixty shots, catch me rolling Floating, take my pain, then I pour it Still'll go and get the bag while it's cold and it's snowing While it's raining, while it's sunny, I'ma catch it if they throw it Why you playing with my money? I'ma catch you if you owe me I'ma leave 'em chili cheese fried, I catch them at the Coney Heard you still ain't even seen five, I'm smellin' a jabroni Rollin' out the 'bow bag, you can smell I have it on me With my twin, you can't tell who's who, Zack and Cody It all started with a plan in my head Layin' down, starin' at the ceiling fan in my bed Took a leap of faith, ain't know where I'd land in the end Get that boy around me if you wear a badge 'cause he fed Gotta be ten toes if you gon' stand on my pegs You ain't know me with the bowl cut or Stan with the dreads So much horsepower, sounded like I crashed when I rev It's a dirty game pressin', I'm like Pat to the bev' Put his trust in a slut, should get smacked in his head Ain't no way that they could hawk us in the Track' when we fled If I get a loaf, brodie gettin' half of the bread Road runnin' up them racks, caught a cramp in my leg Got my phone in the other room, you know I'm freestyling Cuddy cut it with the pills 'cause he tend to be violent If they get me in that room, guarantee I— If they get me in that room, guarantee I be silent I wonder if I wasn't who I was, who really'd be with me? If you counted DSM out, know you feeling really silly First class, heard you bookin' flights that got the hidden city Stuffed a bitch in Cincinnati, send her down to Mississippi Hidden action impact, four attachments, told 'em pistol grip me If we catch 'em in that alley, guarantee he gettin' Ricky If she eat this Perc 10, she gon' give the dick a hickey We gon' test it out on doggy bone 'cause he a guinea piggy Catch 'em at the G station, leave 'em in the chip aisle I'm with MJ or 40 if I'm down on 6 Mile If you don't get down, get your ass stripped down Think you keepin' up with us, like, have you seen a fish drown? [Outro] ShittyBoyz (Meech)
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