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Yeah, alright, I started shining bright, pockets heavy, feeling like that nigga
By myself they ain't believing, seeing the bigger picture
Double cup promethazine with trish, this a different mixture
Basketball was cool, but now I'm rapping, touching six figures
Shorty said she love me, I can't trust her, I think I'm better off
Never been in your last till you struggling, selling a brick of dog
Words left unspoken, now you gone, I think that's my fault
Me and Trell on the B-Lab cooking up, we got shit in the vault
Give it up, you hella washed, man I think you past your prime
Give me the ball, watch me bring it up, I'm dropping hella dimes
Said he see my ho going, told him she was never mine
Was finna change that lil' ho life, but now it's nevermind
Come on
She was never mine, that lil' ho been for the team
Lil' bro a crash out, he flipped a nigga for a cup of lean
I like my hoes real bougie, she stay being mean
Glocky in the purse, if you approach her, she gon' flash a beam
Bitch
Yeah, shit get like that
I don't got no excuses we still spinning, even onna flat
They don't think I drove Demon, till I came and pulled up cat
The way I keep stepping on these niggas, you thought I joined a frat
Yeah, we really outside
We ain't hard to find dumb bitch, just ain't never tried
She give it up without me asking, bro, I ain't even buy
TrellCapalot on the game, but I'll never lie
Come on
Double M, hit you with the Mac, I'm not coming back
Racing to the pape, got hella racks, gotta run these laps
Past reaper, said I'm done spinning that was hella cap
He made me mad, now he dripping blood, I had to relapse
Come on
She gon' try and double back, I told her leave me lone
Got a double cup in my hand while I write this song
Got three bitches, Mary and Ash, and the third got a thong
Play this shit back on repeat, this her favorite song
Pop up at a nigga front door, I ain't use no doorbell
Can't touch the ground, we steady going up, it's like the floor is hell