Tonart: Eb major•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Go get it
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Okay, I stack it, I'm back,
I'm better, I'm fresh
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I'm making that bag in West
No umbrella, my shirt get wetted,
I had to count blessings alongside checks
That's my brother, my friend, my bro,
no hoes, no industry man I dap
In my city, my bitch, my crib, my shit,
gotta give it all back to the fam
Verse 2
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Yeah, don't test, I'll pass like SAT,
I'm better now, most don't wanna contest
Black on black, my sweater on cams,
kill a verse then I dip 'cause I am too fresh
Stats worldwide, got 'em all connect,
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many men regret for the times they slept
Cancel ties, got 'em all upset,
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many friends say you up, but they all down bad
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No JID
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I'm 21 and I'm lit, but
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Still have you sonning,
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I'm pretty new to the game (Yeah, I'm new to this shit)
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Cut all the cameras, I'm acting the same,
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like I'm Jason Statham
Same chains on, but I don't link up fake
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hoes 'cause I'm too impatient
If the bag on my mind I get it
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Rotate it like I'm baggage claiming
Took flight, now I'm semi- famous
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New life got me overthinking
Oops, I do not roll with y'all
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Her pussy wet, but my dick be raisin'
New ice, how I cool my aching
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What the fuck do y'all be say
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ing?
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Humunahuma like Snoop Dogg
But I fuck with the Migos and shit
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Jump in the function and give me that check,
I don't wanna revisit
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and my hoe say I'm tripping
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Changing climate more than
clothes in my videos
Whoa, better pay your attention,
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my city gon' pay respect 'cause I'm different, I'm yeah
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I'm gifted (wrap it up)
Admit it
I'm winning, aye
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So many digits I'm counting like all of my
friends' names are Christian (I'm Catholic tho)
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Pray for the fam while you still on my dick since omomo, my gold don't rust out,
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this a permanent pendant, I keep it stayed on 'cause it balance the sinning
Verse 3
it, I'm back,
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I'm making that bag in West
No umbrella, my shirt get wetted,
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I had to count blessings alongside checks
That's my brother, my friend, my bro,
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no hoes, no industry man I dap
In my city, my bitch, my crib, gotta give it all back,
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gotta give it all back, gotta give it all
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Look
Verse 4
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Momma told me not to sweat, aye
That's what got me the success, aye
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That's what got me in a mess,
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Who won't love it if it's bands after an event, and I brought the friends jacket from Japan,
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Human Made the shirt, Hue done made a shirt, sell it if I can, Warren still a fan, yeah
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Man, my worst fear isn't
And my homie like,
what are you saying now?
If it's not 'bout this,
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what are you praying 'bout?
but they not here to play around
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Uppercut way my jaw got
And it took to be down and their
fucking doubts
Can't escape from the past,
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so I'm spitting it out"
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