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    Good evening, kidnap you for the weekend
    Something to please me
    Pardon how I drive, swerving, drinking hennessy frequently
    Yea, dim your lighters, these niggas ain't half as decent
    No respect, and they gonna need it
    Walk into a giant breathin'

    I'm hot
    Been at the top, niggas just hide in my spot
    Don't want me to pop but my shit steamin' like a smoke shop
    Love in hearts, I lost cause niggas done died, then girls fall off
    Gossippin' bout me, that's just molotov
    Stuntin' on niggas like man
    He fresh, a big timer, sick rhymer headliner
    Lock pick, I'm gone find ya
    Never met a bitch that resemble madonna
    But this blonde bitch beggin' to kick it
    But I don't need no drama
    Got one baby mama

    I'm tryin' to live honest
    Only time can tell, what's timeless, rolex in diamonds
    When I die that casket better cost 100 thou
    Shut the fuck up, let me spend it, living for right now

    Till the day I die
    I told my girl to ride, big girl don't cry
    Floating at the top, can't get no higher
    Thought mama told you not to play with fire
    Play with fire
    We don't die
    Run into the jungle, tryna stay alive
    Truth to yourself, never been no liar
    Thought mama told you not to play with fire
    Play with fire

    Drop a biggie, no pun intended
    Stop pretending you fucking women's lives up
    Classy nigga, perfect attendance
    5 Percenters running they own shit but they sprinters
    Got the cheville, yellow paint I call it kobe finish
    Low pros swerve the curve, you fucking nerds
    Nine milli, chef boyardee, boy don't get swerved
    Don't remember half of yesterday, my whole life's a blur
    Killers that'll ride for me and they don't say a fuckin' word
    Words, splurging urgently, I got the fucking urge
    Ultimately too adult for you, someone pass the hors d'oeuvres
    Buying low tops, only time me and you prolly converse
    Getting overlapped, or leaving your peers behind, what's worse?

    Till the day I die
    Prayin' over my shoulder, protect me my God
    I know times is hard but can't get no harder
    Need some motivation if I'm gonna get farther
    Just keep going harder

    No privacy this time of week, trying to fulfill the prophecy
    Ducking as the tires screech, somebody die right next to me
    The block'll see
    Most of them not in my favor, they just favour for me
    Light up your house, that was christmas eve
    Dump you out over water, call it overseas
    With some foreign bitches that don't got id's
    Vacation, jamaica, that was a good time for me
    Life of luxury, teach my kids royalty
    Yea

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