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Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
She ain't really in love with me, she just in love with the feeling
She ain't really in love with me, she just in love with the feeling
I can feel it, I can feel it
I can feel it, I can feel it
I can feel it, I can feel it
I can feel it, I can feel it all
Watch it all dissolve
I be with the squad
You can't never crawl
It's like we a mob
I know I'm the boss
And n***a like a dime
Leave that for it all
I can't even cry, but, I can't even talk
I won't even lie about it, you know I'm not wrong

And you know I be gone (Gone), you know I be gone (Gone)
You know I ain't wrong (Wrong), you know I ain't home (Home)
It be gang n'em
And I think the money calling so I'm picking up the phone
I'm pulling out the stick, I ain't gon' get inside lil bruh
We been getting money but we came from having none
Yeah I'm on the top and that big bih on my tongue
I told that b*t*h she bad, I told her she the one
You playing with the gang, I swear to God you're done
Yeah, f**king the money, yeah yeah, finger the walls
Phat just pa**ed me the money (Ee)
Where's my cup? (Yuh)
Where's the love? (Yuh)
Yeah I just rolled up a blunt (Yeah)
I just rolled up a blunt (Yeah)
She [?] for lunch (Yeah)
They be mad 'cause I'm up (Yeah)
Like talk with a gun (Yeah)
I just spend it for fun (Yeah)
Told Phat get 2 cups, yeah
Finna pour up for lunch, yeah
I got dub in my blunt, yeah
And I got four guns, yeah
Shoot at opps then they run, yeah
Lil house I got cases, yeah
Lil house I got swagger, yeah
I'm a rockstar, Mick Jagger, yeah
I don't care, it don't matter, yeah
These b*t*hes is basic
Codeine on a platter, woah
Make her come [?], woah
And the [?] out to Saturn

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