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We pushing forward on God I turned a leaf and closed another chapter no doubt I show up real you'll watch them other actors go by I smoke one just to roll another after no lie I smoke one just to roll another after no lie I face one just to roll another after Too many times I faced Ls, that shouldv'e been dubs I'm driving straight, foot on the clutch Durag and skully dawg I'm Brooklyn as fuck Me and my nigga Spvced cooking it up, The hotter shit that I drop the more I'm getting good looking It's nuts, she licking my nuts Sinister ways thoughts of sticking them up Fingers get waved yea I'm sticking em up A 5.0 of sticky get stuffed, a fronto strip big as a Dutch That's how I'm giving it up, I'm ja rule living it up Don't get it fucked up Them triggers still buss Learned to walk the fine line between them crips and the bloods Kicking up dust, you niggas stick to the mud I got my lips on a blunt, fixing my shits to say I give me no fucks Kissing my bitch adjust the grip on her butt Flip me my bic and take a hit of the drugs It's muscle memory at this point I guess it's safe to say I smoked this joint I'm lifted as fuck, of course I rap a nigga gifted as fuck Peep gamed from young, every weekday yes he blaze a ton When the beat play he heatwave for fun It's money nigga, yea We pushing forward on god I turned a leaf and closed another chapter no doubt I show up real you'll watch them other actors go by I smoke one just to roll another after no lie I smoke one just to roll another after no lie I face one just to roll another after no lie I smoke one just to roll anther after no lie I face one while I bust another one down You stuck underground Chasing the high dawg I'm up in the clouds Ain't like me then how you fuck with me now You loving the sound Make your shorty straight un-botton her gown Till my shorty pull up staticky and hit her with a punch in the mouth They tussle it out, you know who gon' win My bitch a rider, clean the blood up off her gown, we fuck unannounced that's love, Hit the spot double it down that's us gun in the crowd, she clutch If you try front on the style you nuts On a roll butter me down, the fuck Niggas thought they'd clutter me out, it's tough Only shined a light on my style, I'm up Had to wipe the crust out my eyes, roll up And get that money nigga