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Yeah
Ain't no deal fuck bout how they feel I been doing me
But I won't spill, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Want me to come in after you JayStone, after your part
That's what I was bout to do
Right, aye
Yo
They better not come T me up
Shit, uh
Bases, loaded
Homerun, loaded
I'm off that brown but I'm focused
24 hours still goin in
These bitches be wylin and goin in
I just be wantin to make more dough
They kickin bitches in four doors
I'm pullin up in a four door
Coupe, behind me
This be, perfect timin
Watch, shinin
Bitch, shinin
Mouth, blindin
Ok, ok
I'm all in my pocket fa sho
Shit, uh
Bases, loaded
Homerun, loaded
I'm off that brown but I'm focused
24 hours still goin in
These bitches be wylin and goin in
I just be wantin to make more dough
It ain't no deals, fuck bout how they feel I been doing me
But I won't spill, a single detail, fuck em keep to me
This shit be hell outside
Know 4L my vibes
In the house too high yeah
This where I reside yeah
Fuck em they ain't talkin nothin special
Autonomous like I'm rollin Tesla
My teamwork be dreamworks, no special fx so I ain't with the extra
Too ill the flow is cancer
Controversial how ain't I cancelled
It ain't even really matter though in the grand scheme we are all lesser
So do ya dirt while you got time
Bling bling on the hotline
No it's fine, nah I need mine
Don't try it cuz I'll pop out
Can't hide it cuz I'm bout mine
Scarred to death like Mufasa
It's a toss up when I'm sauced up
Can't forget about the ones cryin
We gon handle business
Takin trips to Venice
Got the juice like citrus
Flip it like a gymnast
Said I would forgive em
I found no forgiveness
She won't leave me lone
She blowin up my phone
And I will not respond
Imma give her hell like Spawn
And I remember drinkin 40's with my nigga Sean
I'm sippin Yuengling man I can't believe my nigga gone
If you ain't workin on your future what the fuck you on
And I been trynna tell y'all how I'm feelin on these songs
And I been feelin like I'm right when I know I be wrong
And it's a lot of snakes around so I be cuttin lawn
And it's a lot of boring bitches they gon make me yawn
And this the wave and I want treasure just like I was a pirate
And I'm ok but I'm lowkey I'm movin like a tyrant
And I'm so high I'm gettin fly just like I was a pilot
I know I'm at the finest, I know I'm at the highest
Ya know I cannot high it, y'all know I cannot hide it
I met a lil bitch I got a room up at the Hyatt
I took her back up to the room you know I gotta try it
You know I gotta live it how I live it can't deny it
Bases, loaded
Homerun, loaded
I'm off that brown but I'm focused
24 hours still goin in
These bitches be wylin and goin in
I just be wantin to make more dough
I just be wantin to make more dough



Autor(en): Trayvon Harley



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