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Letra : Percocet Dreams

It's Duvy, yeah
I rather be rich in hell, b*t*h
This beat from Murda (Murda)

I wanted you then, you wanted to leave
Reach on me, got Glock with a beam
She want Chanel, big rocks, I'm drippin'
Killers with me, got killers doing ten
Paid like five racks for this fit
'Member when I was down, I can't pretend
Now it's just me and my best friend
She's a geek, get so freak
I been got Percocet dreams