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I've been out the way tryna gain it all Weed and Adderall, that'll get me lit Hoping soon enough, I don't do enough, I could do some more I don't even know what I'm shooting for but I'm shooting anyway Handheld GPS, still everybody's lost We're in the land of the free where everything costs But everything is everything though I've been holding onto too much, now it's time to let everything go Leave all these thoughts and the weed I blow Probably swoop a little shawty from the east side though LA trips in this SUV 4 niggas deep, still fit a few hoes Berkley, Telegraph Ave be the fast life But I'm Hollywood when I'm on Melrose 2 cellphones, still so disconnected Social media disingenuous It's that shit that needs disinfecting Sitting back, counting blessings Don't accept no for answers, ask questions Fuck a suggestion, use intuition When your heart speaks to you, you should listen I've been minding my business I've been building my business I've seen niggas go from checking for fast for cheques To signing cheques for millions Shoutout G, boy that's 30 Ms Get an indoor pool and I'll slide and swim You came a long way from that blue Corolla You was sliding in, inspiration It's better when you lead by demonstration Don't compare me to anybody, that's disrespectful These niggas ancient I've been out the way tryna gain it all Weed and Adderall, that'll get me lit Hoping soon enough, I don't do enough, I could do some more I don't even know what I'm shooting for but I'm shooting anyway
Writer(s): Benjamin Falik, Faraji Wright Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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