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Me? I'm gettin' back rubs from these leather seats (Yuh) Negotiatin' equity positions you'll never be (n***a) Rap sheet full of felonies (Yeah) Status symbol on my set of keys, they say I was sellin' dreams Back to the brick wall, I'm inhalin' trees Visualizin' hella cheese, you can smell the weed n***as doubt, pessimism ain't affectin' me Fuel to the fire, took it higher than they ever see Frequent flight seat like seven seas Shoppin' spree spent about eleven Gs Eyes bloodshot, I don't ever sleep My n***as act on instinct, we don't ever think When confronted with a problem, we don't ever flee We connected at the bottom like the letter V So accustomed to the pop, we don't even blink When them shots go off, get the Glock, show off Yellow tape a n***a, he grew up to hate a n***a Nothin' major, n***a, just a demonstration, n***a Within the matrix, n***a, I drew illustrations with him Words, that is, for sure, that is Look, that n***a got his off the curb, that is So how the f**k is n***as so concerned with his? I be baffled by the fact when n***as burn their bridge And try to double back like, "What the f**k is that?" Only once in a lifetime, touch my soul Go slow baby boo, don't rush the flow Got me all weak baby but I'm strong in parts With more bounce to the ounce with the longest parts I ain't been the trusting type Never gave a f**k about a b*t*h or a wife Creep through the streets psycho b*t*h take her life Back with a mask that's attached to a life Darken my tats then we blast then ignite Fire from they body, bring the flash to the night Tired but I'm hungry, got a banquet tonight Sleepin on my ass won't last, yo' ass as a blanket tonight f**k they marriage and they children so they havin' these dogs (sh*t was lookin' like a gremlin) Duck down you get shot in the sixes Buckshot through the lung, you be coughin and twitching, OKAY? Got pie like pans in the kitchen, b*t*h f**k rap, i'mma wrap up their vision It's never gon' change, bang now 'til we sever our brains Can't touch me, Faraday cage One of us with the ammo but the banger like the cancer don't (BANG) But Dad, this is the best part! Yuh Overtime 'cause I ain't have a mic I was in that Chevy Yuh Overtime (Overtime) 'cause I ain't have a mic I was in that Chevy playin' Savage Life n***as lookin' like I had it wrong (Wrong) Now them n***as know I had it right (Right) They don't know about them sleepless nights Them lookin' for a reason nights They say it's six degrees in life Opportunity, preparation, they meet, it's nice (Nice, nice) You see me up in Neiman's, right? My chain and my pinky bright (Bright) I valet this Mercedes Benz (Benz) Lookin' like somebody that people like (Like) Can't but help to think how fake it is This world and this music biz I just want all of this paper, though (Paper, though) So maybe I could try and change this sh*t Maybe, me, I'm too ambitious Or maybe this a new dimension Maybe them, they too religious Maybe they judge my intentions But either way, I'm on my mission In the sky, for our love, I'ma tie a ribbon Life's a b*t*h, lady luck my woman Forever you my lady, I'm your f**kin' n***a Overtime (Overtime) 'cause I ain't have a mic I was in that Chevy playin' Savage Life n***as lookin' like I had it wrong (Wrong) Now them n***as know I had it right (Right) They don't know about them sleepless nights Them lookin' for a reason nights They say it's six degrees in life Opportunity, preparation, they meet, it's nice (Nice, nice) Cappin' for a cheaper price Hustlin' for a bucket, keep your sneakers tight
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