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Elevate, elevateOnly obligation is to tell it straightSo much on my plate I gotta delegateBaka pass a drug test, we gotta celebrateI'm in better weightThinking how I make all this happenFor myself and my familyAll this happen for myself and my familyThere's no way that this is realMan, it can't beYeah, yeahIf you need me, you can call meI stay busy making moneyYou know what is on my mindAll I think about is hunnidsI stay busy working on me, homieI stay busy with my business, homieI already hit her when you left her lonelyShe is not the typeThat likes to take things slowlySlowly, my mouth is going offI don't know patienceI got a chanceThen my niggas got it too like it's contagiousSee the future when I get wavy (wavy [?] )But I couldn't picture being champagneWhen I would buy that shitAnd save it for the right occasionI couldn't picture changesWhen I was with ms. cratenThat lady hates meCouldn't picture wifing bradenWhen I was pumping gas on road tripsTo go from cincinnati on to daytonI couldn't gage itI wanna thank godFor working way harder than satanHe's playing favorites
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