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(G4 Breeze) (Oooo) Sound like Sunsets (Oooo) in the I.E. (Oooo) Sun dresses out (Ooo-ooo) palm trees (Ooo-ooo) Ugh I be out of town, in and out of bounds running plays Running up a bag, run a hundred dash like a race in a marathon Carry on, home runs in the Marriot, Barry Bonds I got money on my mouthpiece, bet it up I'm charged up in my lane like a Tesla I paused up on the game, then I leveled up All pressure on you lames, I'm a pressure cuff I don't be up in the mix, y'all weird In my city I'm a big dog here You should be a man next Halloween You been acting like a bitch all year Jet set settler, etcetera, etcetera Wavy individual, ladies love my physical Riding on my wave, gotta pay me in residuals Manifested everything I say into a visual They looking at us different when they see us, ugh Shorties looking at us different when they see us, yeah I'm coming outside thirty deep like Jesus Hallelujah Ugh, they looking at us different when they see us Look, when they see us Whole lot of Prada, lot of Louis when they see us I ain't talking 'bout a horror movie when they see Us Pull up in a Benz, I could go stupid in a Prius I ain't told a lie, it's the truth they want to be us It ain't no disguise, I'm a boss, call me sir Good pussy, weed and energy all I prefer Used to have to wait to get paid on the 1st Now I'm 1st place in they face, what's the word? Followed by security and cameras when I walk now Same ones looking up my name used to try and talk down Feel like Polamalu on the field with the hawk down Way before NLE my dogs was doing walk downs Hit the Inland Center I might cop me a new tee Versace smelling clean, Bape splash with the jeans aye Yea they call me Price, don't you ask for the free Roll that gas let 'em peep, throw that ass all on me, oh They looking at us different when they see us (Yea, Price) ugh Shorties looking at us different when they see us, yeah I'm coming outside thirty deep like Jesus Hallelujah Ugh, they looking at us different when they see us I gotta go outside And go get paid I know everybody can't go but I'ma go anyway I gotta go outside And go get paid On this road we paved What you wanna do?
Writer(s): Larry Jacks, Lamar Edwards, Troisevel Alexander Israel Brown, Caleb Spikes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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