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Huh, huh (Astro) huh

All these niggas hating on me yeah you know they gone

You know everywhere twin go? Yeah Dats where I go

You know when I make it stamp this rose gold cross on my soul

They was laughing back then? Now they keep calling my phone

I been stacking up racks yeah I can't break that code

She said "boy you cold" nigga I said "yeah I know"

These diamonds hitting in the club they looking like a light show

I ain't never swishers yeah I am in that road

Had to cut some ties off. Now my vision clear

Told my twin we gone ball yeah like next year

I was down bad yeah and now it's time to steer

I can't fold on nothing yeah I'm built off of fear

Yeah huh rose gold cross yeah on my mother fucking soul

And everywhere I go yeah nigga they don't know

And twin bound my set dats my homie dats my bro

And there ain't no capping yeah nigga in my flow

We was down bad huh now we up (hu huh) dats for sure (huh huh)turn me up

Huh huh new chain swinging (huh) let it glow

Hu huh I've been working yeah nigga and it's showing

Huh huh ain't no breaks nigga yeah we going up for real

And they ain't even see nights nigga that I ain't sleep for real

I told momma one day "yeah we gone touch a mill"

And nigga there's fake love yeah I know yeah nigga that's real (huh)

I can't trust no one (huh) gotta keep it sealed

Talking too much? Yeah nigga we don't do no talking for real huh

Twin got my back huh life just a movie

Yeah we walking you can't fake this style can't fake this fucking track

Everything real when you living like that