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Ye we weren't raised the same Always on track but I didn't need to train You think it's easy? I got a new memory For every bullet if you were me You'd want inside your brain If you got time I don't mind getting to it If we ain't close then just say what you want Used to be hungry and hungry and now I'm just hungrier but I got sumn for lunch I put ice on my body to help I got aches from the days Put my back in still ended up 4th Not one for talking, so let's not discuss Putting numbers in front of me no back and forth Noticed responses and dinners, all changed now I'm up Cause before weren't this many of courses She look for stable but I want the horses How bout a house for you and me a Porsche And I'll get a lil Range Rover Cause I know you'll get jealous But I'm just happy finally all the pain over No more cereal with water I might hire couple scholar g's Let em read through the apologies 1of1 these ain't no Prada jeans Are they proud of me, we gonna see If I ever did you wrong, keep the receipts Cause I'll pay you back after I promise You'd think I'm haunted if you believe karma from vacant houses I can teach math just by breaking ounces Break it up, weigh it up Even if she fine, you hit but she paying some This off the top, that mean here you'll be making some Not for friends we ain't taking none See I can use my bands I earned it Swerving through lanes and lands she nervous That's how I know that this one down to ride She know if I go she go If you win the game, the prize a birkin No ring on your finger won't know where I'm working Trust you with diamonds and money but that Sh*t is different Don't show her wherever I go Made a few decisions on this lonely road Trying to get to the top but I'm done feeling bad Vision is cloudy and so is my cup I told my shorty I can't take you back You chasing the stars while the Feds chase my car It ain't sumn that I'm really trying to brag about Am I gonna miss a bag? I doubt it No that ain't a mistake it's in thousands I put ice on my body to help I got aches from the days Put my back in still ended up 4th Not one for talking, so let's not discuss Putting numbers in front of me no back and forth Noticed responses and dinners, all changed now I'm up Cause before weren't this many of courses She look for stable but I want the horses How bout a house for you and me a Porsche And I'll get a lil Range Rover Cause I know you'll get jealous But I'm just happy finally all the pain over No more cereal with water I might hire couple scholar g's Let em read through the apologies 1of1 these ain't no Prada jeans Are they proud of me, we gonna see
Writer(s): Oliver Larsson, Kyle Page, Amart Amart Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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