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I don't know nobody that can
Do it like this
I been on the grind like this, like this, like this
Do ya like this
Don't nobody do ya like this, like this, like this
This is my shit
You be like, you be like, "This about as good as it gets"
Do it like this
Do it like, do it like, do it like, do it like this
Look at my clique
Look at my, look at my clique from the jump like this
Got her with a hunnit like this
Now we up, like up, like up, now we up like this
People act tough like this
Never give a fuck like this, like this, like this
They be in the club, life lit
But they never get the love like this, like this, like
Things are different, where does time go?
You been trippin', baby, I know
It's a cold world out there
You been missin' our convos
I cannot lie, I'm feelin' great
The pen is workin' and my head on straight
Top ten when I ventilate
Y'all just bullshit and medicate
I cannot relate, I never will
Never sign, but I know the deal
I will hop up out the whip and walk
before I ever let you suckers hold the wheel
This the second half for me
We gon' finish what we started here
No more chasin' all the wrong things
Boy, I'm comin' for it all this year
Do it like this
I been on the grind like this, like this, like this
Do ya like this
Don't nobody do ya like this, like this, like this
This is my shit
You be like, you be like, "This about as good as it gets"
Do it like this
Do it like, do it like, do it like, do it like this
Look at my clique
Look at my, look at my clique from the jump like this
Got her with a hunnit like this
Now we up, like up, like up, now we up like this
People act tough like this
Never give a fuck like this, like this, like this
They be in the club, life lit
But they never get the love like this, like this, like
We don't miss, it's all hits
We all that and all this
We don't mess with y'all shit
You get mad and throw fits
This year is "fuck your feelings"
I can't be out here just chillin'
Y'all push y'all luck with me
Can't tell if you real or you fake fuck with me
So I keep the circle closed
I keep the game on lock and key
I ain't never sold my soul
And I ain't never hit the lottery
But I got a dream and I got my heart
And it's on my sleeve, been there from the start
And I got a team and they play they part
Better not be bluffin', you can't tell me nothin'
I been on a roll, I know I'm your jam
Try and tell me that I'm not the man
Try and tell me that I'm not the man
Where were you on all the late nights
and the bad breaks and the early flights?
Now you hittin' me like, "How's life?"
Got a message and it sound like
Do it like this
I been on the grind like this, like this, like this
Do ya like this
Don't nobody do ya like this, like this, like this
This is my shit
You be like, you be like, "This about as good as it gets"
Do it like this
Do it like, do it like, do it like, do it like this
Look at my clique
Look at my, look at my clique from the jump like this
Got her with a hunnit like this
Now we up, like up, like up, now we up like this
People act tough like this
Never give a fuck like this, like this, like this
They be in the club, life lit
But they never get the love like this, like this, like
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Brad Stewart
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