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Çıkış Tarihi27 Kasım 2019
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Like I used to be poor, then I wanted more
I used to re-a twos, and then I wanted more
Half brick of snow, it goes like a fours
He said he wants to grind so I sent him on a tour
Like she likes that I sauce, she wants to know more
Got five figures in the safe but I need more
I got all my ****, I don't need no more
I got one Rollie, but I need more like I used to be
I flip grub, I don't D flip
Your team bragging 'bout a bag, they're some eejits
I told my YG don't be snitching
I'll make sure you got some Ps in prison
If I'm in your town I'm eating all them dots like Pac-Man
He's taking long to hit my shots, I just stack man
I built lines with my **** and lines on my own
The grub's leng, word to them clients on the phone
Catch me on the front line, we're really on the roads
Cars throwing up your girl but she already knows
I push weight in the gym but more on the stove
I'm always telling bro don't talk or up on the phone
You can call me for anything 'cause I can get that
And I'm filling up them clips when I'm riding on man
The HB's okay but the brick's way better
I'm always tryna up my re like I'm climbing the ladder
Like I used to be poor, then I wanted more
I used to re-a twos, and then I wanted more
Half brick of snow, it goes like a fours
He said he wants to grind so I sent him on a tour
Like she likes that I sauce, she wants to know more
Got five figures in the safe but I need more
I got all my ****, I don't need no more
I got one Rollie, but I need more like I used to be
I used to be poor then I wanted more
And I ain't re-ing on a twos, I'd rather get a fours
I stretch the grub like Pinocchio's nose
I keep all of my runners on their toes
And if you know me, you know I came up from OT
Had that plan planned out, put that runner in the house
Twelve months in that town, rose gold on me now
I made racks from an ounce, there's no doubting that
And I ain't whipping up lake if I ain't got no match
Turn them pebs into pounds, now I got these stacks
And I grind for this shit, took time to get lit
Told bro I need boxes, I'm tryna get rich
And if he's moving dodgy 'round me I'm rising the stick
Free my **** in jail 'cause the life that we live
And it's a cold world and every day I'm tryna make this coke sell
And Chanel trainers is something that I know well
Like I used to be poor, then I wanted more
I used to re-a twos, and then I wanted more
Half brick of snow, it goes like a fours
He said he wants to grind so I sent him on a tour
Like she likes that I sauce, she wants to know more
Got five figures in the safe but I need more
I got all my ****, I don't need no more
I got one Rollie, but I need more like I used to be
Like I used to be poor, then I wanted more
I used to re-a twos, and then I wanted more
Half brick of snow, it goes like a fours
He said he wants to grind so I sent him on a tour
Like she likes that I sauce, she wants to know more
Got five figures in the safe but I need more
I got all my ****, I don't need no more
I got one Rollie, but I need more like I used to be
Like I used to be
Written by: Kane Lamar
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