| Running through the red light
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| Trying to get my bread right
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| Fuck them haters and hoes
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| I’m just trying to make dough
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| Everywhere that I go, I go
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| I get pussy believe
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| Money, liquor and weed
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| It flows out from the street
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| And its all that I know
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| I’m just trying to get my bread right
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| Running through the red light
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| Police trying to chase me
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| Cause I beat the 380
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| But I still keep my swagger tight
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| And I stay with the hammer life
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| It’s best you don’t trouble me
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| And when I let off that double b
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| I be on the corner
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| Smoking Marijuana
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| Just me and the man dem
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| Trying to get G’s for the fam aye
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| Trying to live properly
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| These haters ain’t stopping me
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| But I do what I have to
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| If I have to I clap you
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| Fuck them haters and hoe’s
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| I’m just trying to make dough
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| Everywhere that I go, I go
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| I get pussy believe
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| Money, liquor and weed
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| Because I’m from the streets
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| And its all that I know
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| I’m oh so wavey
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| I be like fuck you pay me, me
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| I’m really from the hood life
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| Your girl really like’s the hood type
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| So watch her round moi
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| Your girls down for what I’m down for
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| Your girl like’s to trouble G’s
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| In the hood trying to cuddle me
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| I’m oh so liquored up
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| Middle finger to the world I don’t give a fuck
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| Koke’s oh so cheeky
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| Girl’s like «Koke don’t leave me»
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| Babe’s had a spliff up
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| Come over here with that big butt
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| And shake that in front of me
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| And let me tap that properly
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| Fuck them haters and hoe’s
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| I’m just trying to make dough
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| Everywhere that I go, I go
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| I get pussy believe
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| Money, liquor and weed
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| Because I’m from the streets
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| And its all that I know
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| Oh so retro
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| Old school spinner that I let go
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| Call me a jolly good fellow
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| The olders call me Fuller
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| But the youngers call me EXO
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| With my adidas krept
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| And my 1−2 step
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| As I 1−2 get
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| Peas in a pod
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| Clear the fog light yep
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| I’m gonna beat the dog
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| Make the dog go get
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| Everywhere I go I’m gonna roll my set
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| North Weezy, USG I bet
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| Green and the blue ribbons
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| Straight to the bakers
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| They smoking trees
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| While your boys smoking acres
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| And they’ll be pissed when I leave
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| Just like the lifts that we shifted that week
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| I’m from the streets
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| Cause that’s all that I know
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| Fuck these haters and hoes
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| Dawg I’m trying to get dough
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| Fuck them haters and hoe’s
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| I’m just trying to make dough
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| Everywhere that I go, I go
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| I get pussy believe
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| Money, liquor and weed
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| Because I’m from the streets
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| And its all that I know |