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Once a spade, remains a spade
Brand new or busted up, it's all a range
Housewife or hoe, them things the same
Rich as fuck or broke, one single plane
Light and dark, just shades of grey
Cuban links or shackles, shades of chains
Cryin' out or laughter, can't tame the brain
Balancing the scales, maintain the weight
Maintain position
Grip yo' principles, discipline, no slipping
'Nana peel diss'pear
No wiggle room for temptations to give in
Took flight, too distant
Galaxy far far away
Woah ayyyyy
But when I'm high
(I lose)
Touch with life (yea)
Vices, vibes (woah)
Blurring lines
Peripherals, blind, don't mind it
It's easy, nice
I tried it, twice
It told me things, put down the pot
Knew some folks, always fly
Wonder how they feel deep inside
What is the price of freedom
It's there, you cannot see it
It's more than just a feeling
Still I'm running after it
Nikki, gotta have my bitch
That wave of FOMO hit, surrounded by the passing of her hits
Pull me, pull me back in it
Just a lil deviation
Edge off, just take it
I'm stuck on you baby
Though I know you a playa
Should've seen that shit coming when you cuffing her
When you double down, that's when you get your trouble up
Unh
Once a spade, remains a spade
Brand new,or busted up, it's all a range
Housewife or hoe, them things the same
Rich as fuck or broke, one single plane
Light and dark, just shades of grey
Cuban links or shackles, shades of chains
Cryin' out or laughter, can't tame the brain
Balancing the scales, maintain the weight
Maintain position
Grip yo' principles, discipline, no slipping
'Nana peel diss'pear
No wiggle room for temptations to give in