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A-A-A-A-Alchemist All praises (All praises) To the most high (To the most high) Haven't been asleep (Brr) I heard shots all through the night (Brr, shots all through the night, brr) Be grateful (Be grateful) Wrong or right (Wrong or right, ah) Just hung up a collect call They tryna give my n***a life (Tryna give my n***a life) We gracious (We gracious) We tasteless (We tasteless) We made it (We made it) We made it (We made it) Four hundred bands on that new Rolls Cullinan Fifty on my wrist, had to dap 'em with the other hand Gettin' money hand over fist, almost upped on him Damn, just a fan who want a pic Ridin' dirty through New Orleans with them yams and them grits Up the thirty in the morning, we be jammin' on the strip In the trap with the blow and the pills, weighin' up a split They think I rap, streets know I'm still playin' with them bricks Still known to keep a Sig, still laid up in the six Stashin' in your BM crib, still payin' b*t*hes rent King of the drug zone, felt betrayed when n***as switched Seen many come and go, n***as came and n***as went What else? Live at the main event Palm Angels on the tee, five eighty for the drip Burberry, no buckle, LV on the kicks Naked lady on the Royce, big Bs on that Ben thing
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