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Too much red wine, head spinning Took to crib with all my winnings, bottom of the ninth inning Talked to God and I forgive him the way he had us living When you down for life bro it ain't no quitting Clock ticking, voices in my head singing They telling me to go out swinging Hunger change your disposition when there's only Oatmeal in the kitchen Two bowls help me must ambition Bring the Medina, then fruition, niggas fold with these conditions It's just an expedition, it's clear we made the right decisions U-turns on the road to pedition, on my own velition Repetition got mе shitting on my competition on my own compositions I ain't in this position, for no reason Four seasons, niggas with drawings and low Caеsars Dick teasers, they ride with [?] Bimmer It's good credit, I know you see us Wipe niggas on the screen, they tryna cheat us Who I see in my mind's eye, I'm knowing I could be it My big homie, he sell weed and Uber out his Prius Don't mean he ain't a genius, it's preparation Ain't seen no opportunity, I pay him now he moving me Head spinning, blowing loud Saint Peter calling down I plead and tell him "Not now" (Not Now) Head spinning, blowing loud Saint Peter calling down I plead and tell him "Not now" (Not Now, uh) Head spinning, blowing loud Saint Peter calling down I plead and tell him "Not now" (Please) There's still seeds in the ground (Facts) There're seeds in the ground
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