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Call Uber to my next destination I'm 2 high 2 drive I cant phuck wit her if she don't cross her Ts & dot her I's T told me don't trust these mother And he never lied All we know facts I feel like Le'veon Bell how I run threw the pack This shit really getting old it feel like throw back Swangin in Tesla You can not come close to my chick We prefer you message us He say I'm a lucky fella huh This shit took a whole lot of projecting huh? We head outta state and they show hecka love These dry hatting Feed me wetter love So focused on progressing Don't know when I'm messing up I had to chill on the pills this shit got to real to much on my nerves These niggas to quick to judge Seen shit in the hood that I learned from the burbs I lost my nigga to drugs You never know life got me on my heels Aint no such thing as because Ruger beneath the rug Keep it up Make dem eat dem words Apply pressure That's how we gone burst All bout energy No regression Surge Ain't no enemies Can't beat me at my worst Call Uber to my next destination I'm 2 high 2 drive I cant phuck wit her if she don't cross her Ts & dot her I's T told me don't trust these mother And he never lied All we know facts I feel like Le'veon Bell how I run threw the pack This shit really getting old it feel like throw back Swangin in Tesla You can not come close to my chick We prefer you message us He say I'm a lucky fella huh Goin up on the daily HD Tasty She so tasty Been on my own so Long now It's time 2 Take it off safety. I put the plan on the map and now money just chase me All my amigos on Go from like 4 - 4 My flower the soap So fresh and so clean She threw me some beans Said ima be in magazine I told her this is why I rock with you And why we want you on the team Everything ain't what it seems I just want some balance on this beam I empty clips and leave pain in these magazines I know right from wrong But Im still leaning Hard to not to drip It's in my genes Big racks on me Niggas bumpin gums We don't take threats lightly Used to eat crumbs Now my diet pricey Give em gifts no Santa Claus shit No pauses I just want my daughter To make 10 milli on my auction I got hidden gems like all inside the rooms and office Gliding round the city in the Tesla living lawless Never did no fronts but still these niggas got they paws fixed Clase Azul got her loose VvS's on my tooth I got much love for the troops She can't keep phucking wit us She ain't aligned wit the truth We ain't worried what you do I just hope that you do you
Writer(s): Caleb Gary Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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