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Yeah
Might as well smoke some weed or somethin', man
I don't want you think they no cop or somethin'
But, uh
I'ma talk to myself on this motherf*cker

Still ain't gave up because I know my purpose
My dog behind the wall, he do a thousand burpees
First one out my family, broke all kind of curses
I been booked up on my Sundays, got no time to worship
Every time I pop back out, them hoes in they feelings
Keep your eyes out my pockets, nose out my business
If I go to jail tonight, who gon' hold down the village?
Feel like that money f*cked up my mind, a hole in my mental

Tatted up all over my body to cover scars
Loyalty run deep through my body, I love her heart
Betted on myself and I won on a double up
It's millions to be made and I'm already a couple up
Fresher than a bitch, I can't get less fly, nigga
Watch me demonstrate, that belt done chastised niggas
Got my top two, go grab your best five, nigga
Everybody got right, the reason you left out, nigga
Mama told me that these nights would come
It's illegal to walk around with this type of gun
All the money in world still can't right these wrongs
I done traded in the street life for writin' songs
You ain't talkin' 'bout no money, what you talkin' 'bout?
Tryna hide that sex smell with Baccarat
Smokin' on some shit that got me cotton mouth
I don't know them niggas, get your choppers out

Still ain't gave up because I know my purpose
My dog behind the wall, he do a thousand burpees
First one out my family, broke all kind of curses
I been booked up on my Sundays, got no time to worship
Every time I pop back out, them hoes in they feelings
Keep your eyes out my pockets, nose out my business
If I go to jail tonight, who gon' hold down the village?
Feel like that money f*cked up my mind, a hole in my mental
(Feel like that money f*cked up my mind, a hole in my mental)