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Deal Wit God
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Destroy Lonely
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Yeah, I had to light me a candle up, I'm tryna catch a lil' vibe Uh, I'm with this ho', she a dancer, yeah, yeah, and she movin' her bod' Uh, I stay next to my shooter, yeah, and he tryna catch him a body No, I ain't stressin' about it, no, I ain't stressin' about it No, I ain't stressin' about it, no, I ain't stressin' about sh*t I gotta pop my sh*t, I gotta show these n***as who i'm is, huh I gotta pop my sh*t, I gotta show that b*t*h my millions, huh N***as ain't talkin' 'bout sh*t, I been did, what they done did, huh These n***as talkin' 'bout swag, they get fly and think they did some' Yeah, ran up that hill, I'm tryna get some Uh, ran up that road, I'm tryna catch me some Uh, baby, I gotta go, I'm tryna get that money Huh, yeah, uh, I had a goal, and it was to get this money Yeah, I'm way too cold, they used to call me Lil' Tundra Yeah, this b*t*h way too cold, I can't even leave her nothing My hair like way too long, gotta watch where I light my blunt Yeah, this sh*t way too strong, shawty, I'm geeked up, can't feel nothing (Clayco on the beat) (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Shawty, I can't feel nothing, I'm way too gone, way too gone Shawty, I can't hear nothing, I'm way too gone, way too gone Uh, If I had to make a lil' deal with God then I'd be runnin' up the road Uh, I'm tellin' lil' baby to close her eyes, I don't want her to see me do wrong Uh, and me and my brothers stay side to side, you think that you tryin' us, don't Uh, I keep that lil' Glock on my right side, I'ma unload the lil' sh*t if it's on I spent a couple thousand on cologne, I might spend a couple thousand on your ho' Yeah, they gimme them racks to perform but some of my n***as they'll run in your home Gotta get some millions, don't want my lil' a** hungry Yeah, thirty round at ya' dome, huh, turn that boy straight to a zombie Whole gang rockin' Richard Mille's, it look like we richer than Sony Yeah, I stay with some African shooters, b*t*h, you would think this here was Kony Uh, I gotta b*t*h that I love, yeah, she was with me before I was Lonely And I swear it be hard to trust folks, sh*t get crazy, I'm watchin' my homies
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