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We did some shit that we was never 'posed to doIf I ain't put you down, you still wouldn't have a clueThey say you get around, so what to me you newJust know I'm down for whatever you wanna doBut lately I been indecisiveit's probably best for you to chooseNew Ferrari cost an M, if you want one, I'm buying twoFell in love with stacking hundreds plusmy favorite color blueStarted all this shit with nothingain't no way that I can loseIf I run into the opps, then we gon' eat, bruh say they foodHundred million dollars cash inside the room, yeahthat's my moodAin't seen the hood in a minute, but shh, I'm still in tuneWe got sticks and wе outside, I live my life likе I'm a goonWe fell in love with shit we never posed to loveYou start acting out of character, I blame it on the drugsI gave everything I could, I guess my good ain't good enoughHad some people fuck me over so I keep my guard upNew Ferrari got two motors, gas station, charge upI remember tryna run it up to snatch a chargerI told bro to keep his prayers up, know God got usI been showing too much loveif I keep going, my heart'll bustThey know they can't fuck with usI see her, I get a rushDon't go missing, stay in touchI won't fold or bend or breakI swear I'm solid as they comeI am not lil' dude, he might be two, but he cannot be oneI walk out, my hand on my gunI gotta make it back to my sonDive in the endzone, I can't fumbleInvest a couple Ms on my mamaLive like Jack but I don't like dramaBulletproof Cadillacs like ObamaThey know to shoot first, ain't no warningSometimes staying focused'll get boringI'm tryna touch a hundred this runBottega bomber on this shit foreignBitches trifling, niggas snipingain't no love, a nigga'll hit your baby mamaMarble countertop to these floors, I'm from the slum, hoI play as the glue in this shitand make sure we stick togetherBrodie lost his life and it inspired meto get my shit togetherAin't no sense in me putting time in if it don't even matterIf you don't get it, you throw a fitand I'm starting to peep a patternYou could've just brushed that off, you had to be dramatic765 McLaren, this ain't the one they gotBrabus truck at least half a ticketI got it in the projectsIf anything, I tried to help youI ain't never try to knock youWe fell in love with shit we never posed to loveYou start acting out of character, I blame it on the drugsI gave everything I could, I guess my good ain't good enoughHad some people fuck me over so I keep my guard upBitches trifling, niggas snipingain't no love, a nigga'll hit your baby mamaMarble countertop to these floors, I'm from the slum, ho

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