Correction Paroles DiGi par Fijimacintosh

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(Oh sh*t, is that filip?)
Hand me my cup

Roll me a blunt, n***a, barely can see
Roll up that dope, n***a, barely, yeah
Drip in Rick Owens when I'm in my sleep
I see it, want it, don't need the receipt
Hop in the spider, it crawl in the streets
Thinking 'bout days I ain't had nothing to eat
Get some success and watch everyone leach
Make sure you practice the sh*t that you preach
I'm too ahead, I don't gotta compete
We going digital seven days a week
Hop on the stage and go up with my people
My life a movie, I wish you could see

Life full of lessons and lessons is learning
Everything I got in life, I had earned it
Keep catching blessings, my soul is deserving
Made some investments and tripled my earnings
She from the runway, I'm fresh like detergent
All my decisions, they based off of facts
I cut you off, I ain't taking you back
I'm from the North, n***as know where we at
They catch us slipping {?}
Don't gotta talk, I just sit in the back
b*t*h gave me top in the back of the 'Lac
Roll up some opps and we smoke with the wax
stuffed with the racks
Tryna stay focused and slip through the cracks
Took a lil' vision and went to the max
Few melatonins, they help me relax
Roll some prescription and watch it react
Can't take no L's, I was stabbed in the back
Cup full of Wocky, it's R.I.P. Act'
I cut you off on the way that you act
If you my dawg then you would have my back
If you my dawg then you would understand (Oh sh*t, is that filip?)
More money, more life a part of the plan
We don't got time to be locked in the jam

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