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Em
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Em
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Verse 1
dope car of this rap shit
Cause I don't put on no wack shit
Them bass heads was still around
with my fine ass and did a backflip
Still thrash with a dope chick
Upgraded from a bad bitch
Won't understand it if your main focus
is a bad bitch some cash with,
kinda similar but past shit,
that only provide that fast fix,
tryna bump up that credit score,
cop a Corvette and a pad set,
big enough to fit all my people,
if I call you bro, I see us equal,
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sucka niggas don't see us equal,
Em
safety off of our sensual evil,
from the city where the people
kill the people that they look like,
you the prayer if you the show type,
learn fast to get your hooks right,
we're in the kitchen and it's good night,
still out here cause I made it,
by my standards, I'm amazing,
sections great,
Gon' debate it, bet they hate it
Hella dudes who's hella gats
Seems they all up now deflated
Same shit, different faces
Like they California braises
Beauties love me, I don't chase em
I be thrashin' while I'm pacin'
G
Slam and stab em like I'm Jason
D
Em
Leave a talkin' like Jamaican
She said she'd yell for me
But I was too far
She called my phone tryin' to reach me
But that was too hard
She want to see me in the dark
But I be too high
She said that I'm a star
G
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I guess I understand why
Em
My main focus from day to day
Climb the ladder, make churn, break
Stay on the grind to insure and pay
Safety on if I know we safe
Dodging losses, that's all I know
Hella hard, that's all I go
Dope bitches, that's all I poke
Run that fried shit, I'm on my toes
See that quick from a mile away
Play this shit, get high today
This king's throne is my hideaway
Queens only, otherwise I'm straight
She bad as fuck, ain't up to par
I'm her mama's mama, bet it on stroke
G
Em
At first, the mission was solely cash
Got some of that, now I want more
Two rooms, now I want four
Cool grades and some space jams
Holy grails, amen
My daily shit cause mayhem
Exclusive shit like blank, man
I'm thrashing all in this bitch
They say rapping, trapping,
make it happen
Capping, I want us all to get rich
But we ain't all on that list
California, all of your shit
Yeah, this sunshine on your chick
And her friends all on my dick
I'm out here,
we killin' and buildin'
They feelin' my spillin',
I'm feelin' they villains
G
Be one of me, buildin' I'm feelin' like,
em'
Em
I made it to something
Said she yell for me
But I was too far
She call my phone, tryna reach me
But that was too hard
Unless you wanna see me in the dark
Would I be too high?
Said that I'm a star
G
D
Em
I guess I understand why
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