Lyrics

Chevys on switches, smoking weed in it Don't post me in your pictures If you can keep a secret you can always Kick it Thinking about a shrimp plate after this maybe Maybe we hit the club I don't know Yeah Obstacles are optical illusions, we don't really see 'em I done moved mountains through this music I done bought houses and new coupes with it Game room upstairs we shooting pool in here Pool niggas all worth a few million Only getting bigger, only getting richer Yellow gold with diamonds in my ring it fit on two fingers Figure skater sliding gracefully across my bracelet baby My brother watching niggas he think they're gonna try to take it We keep lasers and them haters gon' get eliminated While I keep playing, cause I'm a motherfucking player Yeah Yeah Yeah Can't blame me bro it's all in the game 24 hours in a day we all have the same You chose to sit on your ass I chose to do my thing Now when the Rolls roll by your bitch under my wings Now when the Rolls roll by your bitch under my wings Can't blame me bro it's all in the game 24 hours in a day we all have the same You chose to sit on your ass I chose to do my thing Oh man Now when the Rolls roll by your bitch under my wings Oh man What's up Tony? What's up Tony my boy?
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