| Dawg, I went from tipping on 4's to buying my ten rows
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| But what’s next?
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| I done saw the finest ho’s around this globe without they clothes
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| But what’s next?
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| Went from apartments in the hood to a mansion, living good
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| But what’s next?
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| (stop me when I start lying though)
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| Went from the bottom to the top and I stil ain’t gonna stop
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| So what’s next
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| I’m trying to figure it out fast
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| New ways to keep my hands on some cash
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| Shit it ain’t in my genes to sit up on my ass
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| I gotta get out on my grind to smash
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| People say I say that shit a lot (I know)
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| 'cause that’s all I’m 'bout
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| Fuck sitting at the crib, broke in the same spot
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| Getting high 'til the day you die
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| 'cause when I’m getting high
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| I’m celebrating this new paper I made (yeah)
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| That’s why
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| NIgga
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| I ain’t just speaking not doing shit
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| And if I’m smoking I’m in the studio, doing this
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| This buy me Benz so it’s still my lick
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| First one in the city with it like always trick
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| Bitch
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| What’s next
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| I done probably messed around with the baddest ones in town
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| But what’s next?
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| I done popped Cris, Rose, Ace of Spades by the load
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| But what’s next?
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| I done bought too many Rollies, AP’s, Bentley B’s
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| But what’s next
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| (we been doing that shit since the smiley faces)
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| I done been around so long, and the money still ain’t gone
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| I’m talking bonds and stocks, now we out filling blocks
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| Still climbing to the top
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| What? | 
| They thought I’m gonna stop?
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| Always on my next hustle
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| Always chasing that green
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| Always kept the cleanest cars and baddest broads on the scene
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| If I offend you, I’m sorry
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| I fell in love with flexing
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| My diamond chains got a lot of you boys shopping in Texas
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| From the bottom, still climbing, so you know how that feels
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| To be the boss in the game and still survive without a record deal
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| Still finding new ways to get this money up
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| Left and let the dummies who are out here hustle us (ha)
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| 'cause I’m still climbing high, they in the same place they was
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| Ten years ago, damn time flies (time flies)
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| I done put so many ho’s in them slabs in the folds
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| But what’s next?
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| I done rocked Versace clothes, Hermes to the floor
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| But what’s next?
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| Thugga always stay trill, had big diamonds in my grill
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| But what’s next?
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| I rock that North side with pride, gonna keep it trill
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| 'til I die
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| But what’s next?
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| (What's next)
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| (What's next)
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| (What's next) |