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CJ Flemings
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CJ Flemings
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No notifications Phones off its refreshing I call it a blessing What's the cost for investing Money in life re assurance You live and you learn My niggas will ride with me I split in return The vision's protected I never neglect shit Used to the perception Young nigga never respected That's never the case Don't lie to your face The mirror is cracked I gotta hit em with facts Industry funny you know They take it for granted My niggas demanding The money expanding I do this for me I do this for god I do this for moms Do this shit because I want Sleep is limited especially when you living in cold Cause you get dried up That's why we getting shit sold Letting it grow when we planting seeds Poor up the Hennessy Pussy niggas can't agree I know they call you up for some pastry Bake it up in the kitchen Cause the cream get the money When the dollar bills are missing Forget about given opinions and never stop working Until you swim in millions Yeah the new religion Dumb it all up watch a nigga with the sweep Every other night I'm no feelings in the sheets She might probably catch tho it's hard for player I don't drive unless it's push star for a player I take what you say and slap it back in your face Can't afford to put my ideas to a waste damn You know what's next I came thru for the check Night time I don't come home shorty's vex look Switch sides I never do that I don't ever sleep I'm tryna apply the du rag And get me on another wave To tell the truth I ain't did shit for days I been counting, counting how many time left 'Lotta niggas at this age never had my mindset I take 2 steps forward and three steps higher And I ain't going back until a nigga retire Lunice brought me on the set now I'm everywhere Ain't no other nigga in the city who would get me there Shout out to Tommy Kruise I got some shit that we can probably do That man might be out with Dennis in Memphis On the south side With the grills all in em A lot niggas steady tryna steal my rhythm Hurting y'all niggas without no regrets I might blow check part of the reason why you so upset Making decision, I hope and pray for forgiveness All I'm asking don't run and tell other niggas our business If I talk you don't hear me but when I whisper you listen Call you up for a visit, let's get to reminiscing The day after we see the doc for prescription Moma doesn't need it, brother doesn't need it Family it's a must to feed What's the reason you come to me When you lust for freedom Lust for freedom Forever Chef Byer
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