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Oh, oh
No no no no no no… yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
oh no no no no no
Don't cry my baby

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my mama's proud 'cause her son is in the light now
Perfect dreams of her younger in her life style
I swear I love it and I'm tryina get it right now (x3)
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Tell that shit on my man that I couldn't write down
A lot of shit went bad, but I'm getting it right now
Tell it all my homies it's just a gift what they've seen it right now
Two crags waxed in a hat feels till they give you life [?]
They label you in minutes when you bet that hurt is right
Before I dropped off the porch my mama told me: Learn your rights
Bitches in my head and my niggas in stripes
So I tell the Brady here my knees at night:
Brady, hope that when I die God just let me see the light
Yeah, my future lookin' bright
Trampy lady at night lookin to my left and I see
Yo, the money lookin' right
So I go out and get it
Revive the battle who was down this, stuck with me?
I said, you can't handle bitches
'Cause I'll go out and get it
On my road to rich shake it off and keep on flipping

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Perfect dreams of her younger in her life style
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Get up and get it
Fuck all the drama
Give me the summer 'cause I'm on a mission to fuck all new comers
Tryina be bigger than niggas before us
Tryina do numbers
Working to building a vision of greatness
Now it's upon us

I swear to God I'll make a way for my team
Pave the way to this beat
Hard time like dinner time 'cause all the niggers don't eat
Niggas talking bout fake shit, then swear the balls ain't weak
If he ain't rappin' bout true shit, then hush, nigger, don't speak
I was broke down and fucked up
Knew nothing but bad luck
Doing slave labor for rich nigger they're dreamin' about blowing up
Handscripting while I make last
Couldn't write my name on a paycheck
Now I know that I'm better
I'm looking forward for the A pitch
Hey, hey, I'll make a plane
No, no, non, it's not a rumor
Do that shit all by myself
I Don't need a fucking tuner
Got a tune for young goals, I just recruit em
Luke White, oh, get away, Lil Bubba – my shooter

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Perfect dreams of her younger in her life style
I swear I love it and I'm tryina get it right now (x3)
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