(Verse)
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Young rich nigga made a million off o' swipin'
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That's the third mill', first one off ditin'
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G Card valet drivin' with suspended licence
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And all my dawgs bittin', shout out to Tyson
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Oh, Lord, ya got me back on my shit
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I can see my ex-bitch now, back on the dick
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And all I say is G's up and hoes down
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If that bitch can't swim, then she gon' drown
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Now wassup
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This for my niggas trappin' er'day
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We live by one rule, payday er'day
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Shooters on deck, picka-poc, er'day
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I got my weight up, we can go to war er'day
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And I'm a rich blood, by the way
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(Raaraa) Made a beef run, hundalay
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(Raaraa) Them niggas ain't law
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They all got a Christ, but I'm frontin' with the ice
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Eat the mice!
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(Hook x2)
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If you ain't with the family, all y'all on the menu
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I'm talkin' day one niggas only, rest of y'all on the menu
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(Interlude)
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Lord, what is the world comin' to?
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These niggas talk gang stuff (wooo wooo)
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Till they ruggin' toop
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I do a lot er'day
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Rip my thing er'day
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And I'mma get high with my 4-5 everyday
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Lord, Lord, said Lord what is the world comin' to?
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(Verse)
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Young rich nigga made a million off o' pimpin'
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Neva caught slippin', and that's word to Bill Clinton
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Servin' off faze, just to burrow with the kings
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Condoms in my pocket, lipstick on my rings
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Team full o' hustlers, do yo homework
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Huggin' Mike Thugs swimmin' Olympics with the worry
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On the frontline first. For the drama I'm thirst
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Ask yo nae, ain't go bout yo nigga. I'm the worst!
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I do this shit fo' real. I be ridin' camels, I do by it fo' real
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Live by one motto: 'eat what you kill'
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See you niggas inna the door
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Y'all ain't fo' real!
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I be on news, say it straight, no Ice
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Shout out my nigga Ice who livin' that mob life
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Word to Frank White
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On my no carb shit, but I gotta trap house full o' fuckin' rice
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(Hook x2)
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If you ain't with the family, all y'all on the menu
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I'm talkin' day one niggas only, rest of y'all on the menu
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(Interlude)
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Lord, what is the world comin' to?
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These niggas talk gang stuff (wooo wooo)
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Till they ruggin' toop
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I do a lot er'day
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Rip my thing er'day
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And I'mma get high with my 4-5 everyday
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Lord, Lord, said Lord what is the world comin' to?
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