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[Casey Veggies]
Young nigga, I done came up
It's crazy all the people that have changed up
Going through the struggle, it was painful
Put that momma, I can change it
I'm the one that told ya "Life Changes"
Now I'm looking at life in different angles
Boy meets world on some Cory and Topanga
Baby girl, that body's so dangerous
Baby girl, the fame's so dangerous
They catchin' bodies in the hood, it's dangerous
I'm just tryna stick to what the aim was
You fell in love with me, now you a stranger
She's looking so good, it got me like damn
She the type to go and get a new man
Keep it real, she had mе making new plans
Is you a groupie or my number onе fan? Aw man

Yeah, can't fuck with these hoes that only want me when I'm winning
I need a bad lil mama that don't depend on me to go get it
Shawty take it slow, I need to know if you a gold or goal digger
She got her own car, own money
[?] baby I'm with it
Can't fuck with these hoes that only want me when I'm winning
I need a bad lil mama that don't depend on me to go get it
Shawty take it slow, I need to know if you a gold or goal digger
She got her own car, own money
[?] baby I'm with it

[Casey Veggies]
I've been watching girl
Even though I ain't seen you in a minute
Got my eyes on you
Even though I ain't seen you in a minute
I've been watching girl
Even though I ain't seen you in a minute
Got my eyes on you
Even though I ain't seen you in a minute

[D Smoke]
She get bread, no tax
Drop low, [?] flat
Pop culture, she know stats
But not Sosa, she's so black
She's thicker than Snicker
[?] mine
She ghetto like a pickle from the liquor
In the nick of time, we reconnected
Thought it'd be cool to refuel but we neglected, yeah
Don't need a job 'cause you got the best career
Plus passive income from investments dear
Don't need stylist 'cause you flyer than [?] in here
Plus you contagious like a virus in election year, oops
You got a gang of shooters, go figure
I got a gang of shooters, cold niggas
And either way it go they all with us
They know the difference between a fuckin' gold or goal digger
[?]

[Casey Veggies]
[?] the game up baby I'm in the man
It's really nothing for me to do this shit again
She a bad one that got her own plans
I'll have you somewhere laid up in the sand
Don't talk about it, just put it in the past
I did it for you 'cause you never really asked
Let's run it up and let the haters do the math
Girl, tonight you ain't getting no pass
To make a mill, you gotta take a chance
My own label, I ain't making no bands
Ran up a check before I got my first advance
You fake niggas I ain't shaking your hand
Lately I've been thinkin' 'bout expansion
Had a dream we was somewhere in a mansion
All this money can't buy all the answers
Fuck it, might as well throw it all on the dancers, yeah

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