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I don't be smokin' off niggas' nods, I don't put rims on my cars
I don't be spendin' all my flip money to impress no broads
I got war wounds on my body, ain't no band-aids on my scars
Y'all lil' niggas be on that bitch shit, we don't live by the same laws
Y'all be clout chasin', shit ain't got no foundation
You on them drugs, huh, and your mouth racin', bad combination
Hot Boy, won't burn out and these niggas on hibernation
I don't like no complications
When it come to my money, nigga?
Fuck you and the whole population
It ain't no touchin' me, no fingerprints
It don't matter what I'm goin' through, what's up with me, don't fuck with me
If I speak on it, put a week on it, go to sleep on it, it's done
A quick call or a text message and I'm back to havin' my fun like
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I'm a real boss, don't like to talk
All he care about is results
How much money gotta be lost?
How many niggas gotta be offed?
Hear that camouflage in my voice, you know it's soldier shit when I talk
Say all the shit you want 'bout me, nigga, my jewelry real and I look good
And tonight I'm goin' to sleep with a bad-ass bitch and she can cook good
Off Insta', big band flexin', like Nike, gettin' them checks
I want a thousand dollars for a phone call, I want five hundred for a text
I ain't trippin' off pussy either, that shit can't pay for no jet fuel
I fuck around and get locked up and she give that ass to my nephew
Foreign shit when I step through, they can't fuck with me, it's a clinic