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Can you, uh, cut everything up in my headphones a little bit? Thank you very much Thank you Yeah, yeah, uh So let me just gas this shit like Crash the whip, I'm showing off on accident Passionate and sick, I'm Kobe Bean with the assist 'Cause I won't pass to them I break it down and roll it on my lonely 'Cause I don't want no fake homies, no Manolos, only Tonys And this world is mine, I knew that since my daddy reached his climax You think that it's sick, I think it's honest I smoke a whole eighth throughout the day, call it surviving My mind is like a safe that I'm just filling up with problems God, thank you for my girl, we fuck, I know she feel my pain She hold me tight and grip my back and tell me give her everything I live my life against the grain, to be like them, I'm so allergic I'm dirty, there's no detergent Not worried 'cause they ain't perfect With these words, I been serving the streets Don't matter if I'm serving the Streets you on, I'm still helpin' 'em eat Don't matter if I come in second place, it's not certain defeat Don't matter what you say, everyone know you just speaking to speak No matter what you say, even if I'm broke, I'm still keeping it me All you listen to is hoes so how the fuck is you keeping it G? You see how I live so discrete, woe is me I got money deservedly Been through hell and back with gasoline Drawers on, and yet I'm still flourishing So I know you niggas heard of me I won't take your girl, just take her heart and call it surgery Please don't speak on me foul, that shit is called perjury I'm tryna put my nephew in a Benz before I'm 33 Tryna put these habits down before they start hurtin' me Searching for a real one in this world Is like tryna find a Jollibee in Harlem Don't even get me started I spit my fucking soul and they been stalling And they been stalling Livin' like Ace, hundred racks in the safe Eating chow mein, baby from Spain, played it safe Monopolize and build a brand so big, they can't break it Six figures off of retail, damn, this shit crazy (Goddamn) Real nigga off top so I ain't trippin' off much Knocked baby off the 'Gram, took her out for some lunch I've been tryna make it shake, I been outside for a month A fresh orange juice, something slight in the blunt Like my OG Deuce told me, man, it's never enough A two piece and Burlon game, automatic, I'm up I like to keep my whips clean but barely drive 'em, I'm nuts My bitch got a lil' whip so she be pickin' me up Baby girl, this not a Wraith, but shit, this Uber a 'luxe LJ, Caleborate, love, who cooler than us? I analyze the situation and take my time with it We can't do much, love, I'm on the time light (Sock it to me) Accountant knockin' at my door, I gotta sign shit (Goddamn) Ocean view, orange juice, and an omelette (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) When I wanna drop shit, bitch, I drop shit (Numbers) I'm nonchalant to the bitch but really having chips, off the dribble Check, yeah You're doing good Sock it to me We ain't come to this motherfucker to play no games You know what I'm sayin'? Somethin' slight Ayy, ayy, ayy Man, good job Caleborate, I got you Numbers, bad Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy