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(Jai Beats on the track, boy) Britches, they be Chrome Heart, foreign car push-start Scammers in my call log, they just wanna ball, dawg Even if I was on a cliff, I could never ever fall off I was catching plays at Kenny's store on the east side on Ward Drive We gon' spray his partner repeatedly, we got a point to prove She gon' fuck me the best she ever did, she got a point to prove All we get is victories, we make it a point to never lose Sell my soul for fame and money, it's something I'll never ever do When it comes to getting money, I got multiple avenues They'll never believe in you, they'd rather sit and laugh at you When you need them niggas the most, they probably turn they back on you Everything I say is factual, ain't no lies in it Get back from Toronto, I'ma burn it, then ball like Siakam When we pull up in them foreigns, they like, "Damn, them boys a problem" Mini-mansion in the Lou, all that from the Xan' and molly Riding in the Ghost, dawg, like my partner got conjured Know I scheme and money launder, labels makin' big assumptions I'm fly like a UFO, like a fucking flying saucer Everybody comedians, making jokes, but I'm unbothered I ain't focused on the next nigga, I just want commas I can call a hit on anybody like the Godfather I just want them pesos, pesos, like I'm Sauce Walka Meet a nigga like me in your lifetime, that is not common Nigga, we havin' all the juice right now, my opps is not poppin' Go and get a job, lil' nigga, 'cause y'all is not bosses We ain't tryna get locked up no more, so we do crime cautious Walk inside the store and purchase whatever we want, we not window shopping We don't pay attention to blogs, nigga, 'cause we don't do the gossip Britches, they be Chrome Heart, foreign car push-start Scammers in my call log, they just wanna ball, dawg Even if I was on a cliff, I could never ever fall off I was catching plays at Kenny's store on the east side on Ward Drive We gon' spray his partner repeatedly, we got a point to prove She gon' fuck me the best she ever did, she got a point to prove All we get is victories, we make it a point to never lose Sell my soul for fame and money, it's something I'll never ever do
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