| Ayy
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| Uh, uh, uh, uh
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| Ayy
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| Danny, I see you
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| Hold up, walking on a tightrope
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| How could I switch on you? |
| This the only thing I know
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| Stay down and be loyal, now we ballin' like the pros
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| Remember when I used to sit and plan it with the bros
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| Nowadays I’m just sellin' out these shows
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| She tell me that she love me 'cause I am a dark rose
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| I can’t trust nobody, people fake and people fold
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| You not in my position, I work for this, I was chose
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| Sacrifices made me the man that I am
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| If I had to do it, I would go back and do it again
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| I got money, now they love me, be acting like they my friends
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| Fuck that shit, I block them out, I’m not letting them people in
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| Red eyes, layin' low behind the tint
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| Remember times running from the cops, I jumped the fence
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| Now it’s not a problem 'cause I made my mama rich
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| Fuck them niggas hating, we gon' throw 'em in the ditch
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| Hold up, walking on a tightrope
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| How could I switch on you? |
| This the only thing I know
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| Stay down and be loyal, now we ballin' like the pros
|
| Remember when I used to sit and plan it with the bros
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| Nowadays I’m just sellin' out these shows
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| She tell me that she love me 'cause I am a dark rose
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| I can’t trust nobody, people fake and people fold
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| You not in my position, I work for this, I was chose
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| I can’t lie, me and you, we not the same
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| I started from the bottom, took my time and built a name
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| They thought I would be dead but I’m still bringing major pain
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| Sorry, make it rain
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| Meet me on the side, we fly
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| Hit the 'Wood and close my eyes, I’m so high
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| Takin' flights to Dubai just to vibe
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| You can see it in my eyes, I’m so alive
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| Hold up, walking on a tightrope
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| How could I switch on you? |
| This the only thing I know
|
| Stay down and be loyal, now we ballin' like the pros
|
| Remember when I used to sit and plan it with the bros
|
| Nowadays I’m just sellin' out these shows
|
| She tell me that she love me 'cause I am a dark rose
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| I can’t trust nobody, people fake and people fold
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| You not in my position, I work for this, I was chose
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| Yeah, you’re not in my position, I was chosen
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| But I never played the victim, I’m a soldier, thought I told you
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| Where were you when I was on the floor? |
| Yeah
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| I need closure, I need rest
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| I need more drugs, I need less
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| I roll up my medication, never sober
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| I’ll be smokin' on this OG 'til it’s over
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| My four leaf clover, and I
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| Push my luck until it’s over
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| Hold up, walking on a tightrope
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| How could I switch on you? |
| This the only thing I know
|
| Stay down and be loyal, now we ballin' like the pros
|
| Remember when I used to sit and plan it with the bros
|
| Nowadays I’m just sellin' out these shows
|
| She tell me that she love me 'cause I am a dark rose
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| I can’t trust nobody, people fake and people fold
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| You not in my position, I work for this, I was chose |