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Uh, Uh
(Tired of letting these niggas breathe)
(Tired of letting these niggas breathe)
Pipe this shit up
Turn me up (V-12)
Yea-yea, woah woah woah, yea
Yea yea, woah, yea
Yea-yea, woah woah woah, yea
Yea
Flashing cameras, glitz and glamour
High fashion, high standards
My life, so expensive
It's gon' last, It's never-ending
I got a bad bitch from the bay area, say she like my swag
Tell her ass come fly to me, she can give me all of that
On the west coast smoking gas
Rocking a Vet coat with a gat, on my lap
Me and her both rocking black, we match
'Member I was standing in the back of the back
Now I do shows and I make em' jump from front to the back
Got em' like how he get like that
I was just in that nigga class
Last year he was on his ass
Now that nigga be getting bags
I got these niggas mad at me
Remember when they used to laugh at me
So many niggas turned they backs on me
I got this bitch throwing her ass on me
Flashing cameras, glitz and glamour
High fashion, high standards
My life, so expensive
It's gon' last, It's never-ending
I'm just tryna get a way out
Need to get out of here right now
That demon girl shit played out
Need a Angel dressed in a nightgown
I can't get knocked down
Her lipstick stains on everything this my life now
If you ain't a bad bitch don't touch me
Gone be some repercussions
Been chilling with my brothers
This shit really get ugly
When you got it out the mud
We did this for each other
Last nigga played got gutted
Got hit all in his stomach
He shoulda seen it coming, yea
You can do what you want when you got money
Started with nothing, turned that shit into something
Don't really know me, they feeding off assumptions