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Yea Yea yea I don't just sing I don't just rap bitch I do both The reason I rap it brings in the cash it keeps me afloat LV is drip LV on the hip LV on the coat Its crazy what I done and did in a year I'm passing you up go look at the growth Look at boat driving a whip that I couldn't before Happy to be at the place that I'm at I'm saying I'm happy I'm saying I'm stoked Used to be worried bout what's gunna happen So I wrote it down its all in my notes Had to go trust in the one that's above Its all figured out its never a joke And I'm like Ugh yea where would I be? Ugh yea where would I be? Ugh yea where would I be If I never put my money on me? Ugh yea where would I be? Ugh yea where would I be? Ugh yea where would I be If I never put my money on me? Prolly in the back of the class while I rap with a bitch on her knees and she choking Had to go and spaz on the track like a battery pack in the back of your phone and it smoking Chilling in the back of black E class with a half full glass with a cigar smoking Now my class is all mate back G Wagon when you stop man the rims keep rolling No one gone take my shit no one gone take my wrist no one gone take my bitch But I had to go and thank that bitch for the God damn motherfuckin flame she lit Had to go and change my life Had to go and change that shit Had to go and chase everything that I saw for my life And I left that life that you know that I'm never gunna miss Ugh yea where would I be? Ugh yea where would I be? Ugh yea where would I be If I never put my money on me? Ugh yea where would I be? Ugh yea where would I be? Ugh yea where would I be If I never put my money on me? On God yea Damn Fuckin crazy
Writer(s): Nicholas Cruz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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