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What up world
(what up)
And all I got in this world is my word
Qu (queens) salute
Salute niggaz
Yea bring it in
All I have
Liquor and weed spark the vibe that you hearing
Top getting til' I nut her thoughts is so appealing
I sharpened up my vision there's something missing
Call it 20 20 living tip toeing on the ceiling
Avoiding the cracks
A nigga stay on top like missionary sex
Enjoying every bit
Dodging any slips means
Never trust a bitch scheme for paper
Love box king never pay for
No chaser straight shots of the liquor
Henny sipper weed lit up then I twist her
Mister never giving a fuck
Few losses
Few niggaz boxed in the fortress
While Im tryna sit up in a office
Grind til' im sick of getting more of it
Tell them nothing
Address it for a profit
Til' the casket
All I had was word big dick and the attitude of a bastard
What
What
I guess aint nobody riding tonight
Im cruising solo in the city of lights
All I have
My word attitude getting right
Take flight til' I touch the sky
And im okay
Lady Luck gon pass my way
I chop it up try to have her stay
Forever
And ever
And a day
And a day
And fuck what the other side say
My side aint never had a lullaby day
Get paid from airwaves and corner pharmasuticles
They move with tools the kind that have you leaking goo
Im so intuned with real
Its kinda hard to choose to be a puppet for a deal
And I aint on stilts
Money is a pure motivator
All I have is this life
And a chance to chase the paper
(paper)
(paper)
All I have
Awwwwahhh