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(Damn, Borden, this shit go crazy) Won't hold back nothing, bae, not even a promise I like popping tops, but girl, I like you topless Let's not even be toxic and make them a topic I don't even be posting you, don't want them watching I ain't tryna hold back nothin', not even a promise We gon' shop together, stay pure, I love flawless diamonds Might've broke my promise, but I never stopped making deposits Spending so much money, I can be your personal stylist Mix matching designer, cop Bottega with some Louis trainers Lifestyle different, this not for entertainment If they hatin', why you even entertain it? They was shady, I put bullets where his name is Money don't make me, I never did this to be famous I never did nothin' right, I found myself losing my patience And he never told us what he said, but we gon' see the statements I was tryna better my past and seal my reputation Don't wanna get caught up in investigations If I crash out and lose it all, they gon' say I'm basic And if I win, they gon' say, "I always knew you gon' make it" What is really trill? Nothin' do amaze me Something 'bout these X pills drive me brazy If they knew how we was livin', they would say, "Amen" If they knew how I was thinking, they would say I'm crazy How would I give up? Getting closer to some millions Look at the image I done painted, wouldn't picture it I've seen soldiers drop up in these streets All these bodies, I'm so used to this Sometimes I be real happy thinking, like where we live again? This shit about that code, we did some shit that we can't say for them When you talking 'bout the slums, you know that's my people Evil, it's not love (E, E) I gave you my time, wasn't enough Adderall give me a rush Most of your problems, you ran to us They know we known for grave digging You like when I talk when I'm in it (yeah, yeah) I like popping tops, but girl, I like you topless Let's not even be toxic and make them a topic I don't even be posting you, don't want them watching I ain't tryna hold back nothin', not even a promise We gon' shop together, stay pure, I love flawless diamonds Might've broke my promise, but I never stopped making deposits Spending so much money, I can be your personal stylist Mix matching designer, cop Bottega with some Louis trainers If they hatin', why you even entertain it? They was shady, I put bullets where his name is
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