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Don't call me twin
Cause you not really my twin
Manifesting all of my wins
Money pour in like it's rain
All of my bitches a 10
God sorry all for my sins
Praying I get on my wings
So I can take a quick spin
Stacking my money like bins
Building my world like it's sims
Yeah yeah i'm loaded
Got all this guap in my pocket they folded
Been number 1 in this bitch I didn't know it
I could do everything money man poet
Feel like i'm Messi in this bitch yeah I hold it
You stealing shit from us you know that you owe it
You thought that was stupid you thought we won't notice
Give me my flowers yeah give me my roses
You'll be on top you been there at my lowest
Yeah
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I'm feeling great this week
We made a hit yesterday
Tryna find balance in this lil baby yeah
Can't have the yin with no yang
I need a different escape
Maybe the spliff gon' help
Just for today
You can phone me anytime
I'm just staying back on my grind
I hope you staying true
That's all I can do
I just need to redirect my time
I just need to reconnect with slime
PB$ we the best no lie
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