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Rough times will bring ya down Fight through it all come out bruised wearin a crown That what's life's about Fliccin off a cigarette Miami ties Open suit curren$y corvette Or Larry June's no matter notice the offset Opens the garage and powers up all the horses Yellow countach and red Diablo Taste from Columbia fuccin up his bravado Matching chic no English should be a model She from Oslo birkin her bag wrist is movado Breeze blowin through u can tell he did it colossal How they left him on the hood And her in a pot hole ... that escalated fast but it's drug life He made a deal that I would feel is kinda dumb right Turn his bacc on who raised him from a young life All for fortune bringin him the fame out on those club nights Say it was robbery News say it was slaughter Paper say he's survived by his wife and his daughters City hot some of em knew he was dirty copper Made examples of those who took more than they was offered ...off em and then we off em Go collect the offerings or you'll be signin off with him
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