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Gotchu wrong coffee who knew you ain't like Mocha
Daydreaming bout getting a driver or a chauffeur
As a kid, used to have a Violator poster
That don't mean nothing like schools sending homework
Too shy, wanna know exactly Why you looking
Too fly
We like buzz lightyear & woody
Don't lie, you know why you ain't where you should be
Don't lie, you know why you thinking what shit could be
Balling your fist when you see me get racks from the bookies
I gotta dip if I'm really trynna catch the Lakers
Please don't mistake me for someone you would call a rookie
Threaten my family imma send you to your maker
Slip in my ways but I come back after a whoopsie
Ounce to the face me and my baby watching Takers
Smacking your hand if I see you sparking up a loosie
Open my tablet I'm watching Bron beat the Pacers
Pacer, Pacer, moving out the country
Soon as I get comfy
And Quadruple my money
I am not no dummy
This shit can get ugly
Ever wanna sit back, ain't even gotta stress shit
Order food, track it while it's coming of the exit
Eight incomes so you ain't searching for the next hit
I'm trynna buy blocks move em round like it's Tetris
Trynna fund a sports complex for the kids
Basketball court next 2 where I used to live
You content with average like average is lit
I see how it could be, you see it how it is
Ever wanna sit back, ain't even gotta stress shit
Order food, track it while it's coming of the exit
Eight incomes so you ain't searching for the next hit
I'm trynna buy blocks move em round like it's Tetris
Trynna fund a sports complex for the kids
Basketball court next to where I used to live
You content with average like average is lit
I see how it could be, you see it how it is
Pacer, Pacer, moving out the country
Soon as I get comfy
And Quadruple my money
I am not no dummy
This shit can get ugly
Hourly to daily to weekly to monthly
That bread change your location rainy to sunny
Makes you think of days when the clothes were bummy
Nose was runny
Dawgs was hungry
Hourly to daily to weekly to monthly
Ones who ain't believe me keep asking for something
One hand counting who was here when I had nothing
Nose was runny
Now we not hungry
Writer(s): Preston Love
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