Ah, lord forgive me for my sins
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I was chasin ends, and I'm into makin money
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I ain't to makin friends
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Cause these niggas rattin, I ain't fin to take a chance
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Homie said he bout that action, they grabbed me take a stand now
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Say loyalty make a man, got an army and he told
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I don't even shake his hand
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I don't even crack a smile, know him since a child man
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Man this game so wild, but niggas made vow to a code I'll never break
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Riding in the heavy weight
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36 o's in the bird call it featherweight
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Never on time when I show up I be already late
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Niggas got fat while we starved, they already ate
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And I'm tryina get 4, mask on, clip 4
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If you got the money, we attack him like a pitbull
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We selling soft, we sellin hard like it's a brick store
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On my dick nigga thought that's what you trick for
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You pissed off, I only deal with the big dogs
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Could have bought a maybach before I signed with rick ross
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That's the reason that I'm turning up
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Going daughters when these haters got them niggas burning up
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Niggas with the murderers, this label on me burglar
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You ain't talking money to me I need a interpreter
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Cause I can't understand that, money rubber band that
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Take off in my city, in your city where I land at
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When I'm in your town, for the rounds in my damn strap
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Boy what a feeling in here.
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G5 Freestyle
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| Meek Mill |
