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They doin' this thing for fame She'll do anything to play the game I'll show you no indication I've pretty much patterned my day to day I'm sharp like a razor blade I make it and store it in safer places Then bill up a paper plane (Plane) I've got a feeling they may complain I'm sinkin' the boat, I won't ride your wave I smoke and it takes me to higher places Listen to me and you'll find a way Listen to them and see minor wages Supply the beat, I supply the wave Move me out into a finer place This liquor for me, I don't find the pain I drink and I smoke to confine the pain Bro, what? I read the entire page Mad that he's stuck in the tiger cage Want me the money, decline the fame Need it inside and I might arrange Tell me, I need to know right away 'Cause bro got it now in the microwave Ready to go, oh, by the way (Oh, by the way, huh) Huncho and Ay Em a problem I told you but you gotta stay calm Chase me a bag and no chase arse And stay away from the Shaitan How when I'm living the life? Stuck and I look at the timing Living this life is a lie I swear, the Rollie is blinding She fell in love with me right away I made her real nervous I'm beatin' it up in the shower place She holdin' the curtains And this ting be bad on the Insta page She badder in person I'm gettin' to man, I stay out the way So out my depth, out my depth If it's outta my depth, I know how to swim They still on the block, I copped me a crib Put racks on my skin, some racks on my skin I line it up, ain't lookin' back since Tell bro, "I got stress" Go load up the plates, I'm doin' some chest (Chest) I'm up in the gym, I bought me a vest I ain't with the shit, I ain't with the shit I got me some silk to put on my skin This stuff for sale, some bricks on a brick or maybe a zip The .6 on my lap, I'm still in the trenches, come check the kid A kilo of hash is up in the stu', I ain't tellin' fibs I spoke to my guy, I might get a brick, I order a ten I woke up today, I made my bed, made my bed I woke up today, I made my bed, made my bed I woke up today and made my bed This packet of loud could wake the dead I put in the call and made the cheque To make sure the pattern was laid to rest I grab me the pattern, I ace the test Stuck in a drought and it rained again They're movin' like boys while we changed to men It's only the fam, we don't do friends It's only the fam, we don't do friends here In the booth, doin' overtime Start with the ball and then multiply If you talk to a fed, you was told to lie I see the demand and I supplied Invested in packs, I'm tryna provide I got me some cake while sellin' these pies Life's like a roll of dice Life's like a roll of dice Looked up to older guys Double, I ride and then burst The poltergeist, I don't wanna socialise Me and my bro, we get trappy We're both alike (Both), so alike (He told me to see) With open eyes (I'm gonna roll the dice)
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