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Mixed some designer, yeah, Louis and Prada Chains around my neck, yeah, slavery flex, yeah We got diamonds on diamonds, water, they drownin' 'Fit half a ticket, water, they whip I can't trust none these bitches nowadays They got a smile up in your face Fuck on you good and be on they way That's the whole reason I stay away These niggas be actin' the same Don't come around me for fame If I don't know you, ain't gang Yeah, please don't complain I used to pray for times like this Drop a hundred in blues and that's on the 'fit Manager trippin' all on my drip Thinkin' all my blues is counterfeit Stuffin' these hundreds in Balmains I know my niggas on call, man Where was you when I was lost, man? Devil on me, get him off, ayy These niggas be snakes They smile in your face, yeah Right in your way, yeah All they know is hate, yeah Just make sure that they far away 'Fore they show heartbreak, yeah Don't understand the pain, yeah I just wanna be great, yeah 50K all on the whip, wrist is on drip I been that nigga since cookies and milk Ice on my wrist lookin' like piss Used to match the Girbauds with all the kicks Now I'm in LA, sunny today Now these bitches wanna come out and play Used to be stuck up all back in the day Crazy how money can make people change I used to pray for times like this Drop a hundred in blues and that's on the 'fit Manager trippin' all on my drip Thinkin' all my blues is counterfeit Stuffin' these hundreds in Balmains I know my niggas on call, man Where was you when I was lost, man? Devil on me, get him off, ayy These niggas be snakes They smile in your face, yeah Right in your way, yeah All they know is hate, yeah Just make sure that they far away 'Fore they show heartbreak, yeah Don't understand the pain, yeah I just wanna be great, yeah These niggas be snakin' No wonder why these niggas be hatin' Got a thirty on the Glock if they play with If I up, I'ma leave 'em on the pavement (Let's go) Big bankroll, blue faces Know a nigga came from the projects We fly first class in private jets And all these diamonds get her wet, oh yes Lil' mama got a shape on her Good dick, boy, I bet I put some weight on her Play it wrong, t-shirt, I put your face on it Been crossed, can't even trust your own homie Niggas can't keep it true, I don't vibe with 'em Ain't a snake in the grass, but we slidin', nigga Put my life on the line, I'ma ride with it Can't do me like Pac, I'ma slide with it These niggas be snakes They smile in your face, yeah Right in your way, yeah All they know is hate, yeah Just make sure that they far away 'Fore they show heartbreak, yeah Don't understand the pain, yeah I just wanna be great, yeah I just want 'em to say They gon' smile in your face Ooh, I know they gon' hate Ooh, you know they gon' hate, they gon' hate They gon' hate, they gon' hate, yeah
Writer(s): Harald Hjermann Soereboe, Derek King, Tung Vu Hong Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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