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Hush, shh baby, please don't be alarmed I've been doin' wrong, sending souls up to the stars Ridin' in the foreign, sendin' shots into the dark Hit one in his gut, he won't make it very far Runnin' from the cops, what's a life behind bars Fast cash, dash cam caught me burnin' up the lot Damn them all to hell, the block be way too hot Chasin' only hunnids baby, gotta make that money baby I'ma keep on swinging rides until he lookin' funny baby The way I wipe this shit, you think his nose was runny baby Shoot a moneyshot straight down a wishing well It'll be our secret, I don't play no kiss and tell I don't fuck with guala, if you want it, then come get it Losin' track of hunnids that be comin', cash or credit Pushin' coilovers on the freeway, I don't sweat it Try to take it at my speed, and boy, you gon' regret it I be on the grind or I'm banging through gears Nobody is quite like me at seventeen years Dodgin' red and blue while I'm cruising with my peers Ain't a real man if you ain't facing your fears All I see is fake ass phonies rappin' for the streams Shootin' for the money but I'm the pushin' the extremes All the time you spend has just been starin' at your screens You gon' keep on stumblin', I'm livin' out your dreams like Hush, shh baby, please don't be alarmed I've been doin' wrong, sending souls up to the stars Ridin' in the foreign, sendin' shots into the dark Hit one in his gut, he won't make it very far Runnin' from the cops, what's a life behind bars Fast cash, dash cam caught me burnin' up the lot Damn them all to hell, the block be way too hot Chasin' only hunnids baby, gotta make that money baby, what
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