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Richville. Uh, oh, yeah. Let's go, go. There's not even a song, just Venting like. Ayy, ayy. I'm thinking this lifestyle getting to my head. To I'm tired of evil bitches using me. Using I still wanna talk about that shit you Said. What you said, baby. But I'd rather keep this shit between you and Me. Between you and me. Bitches trying to ruin me. World trying to get a view of me. Ducking all these flashing lights. Act the way I'm doing me. None of this shit new to me, but nothing How it used to be. Ain't nothing how it Used to be. Ayy. I always wonder if you still think about me. But I don't think that you care that much. I spent a whole week counting my racks up. Adding up, that shit's a habit, I'm doing this Shit without knowing. Every week I'm in another state, don't even know Where I'm going. Every morning, she wake up, She go 'head turn on Chanel orange. Hoes annoying, they too uninformed and way too Unimportant. Told my baby I gotta stay away from You, I'm a problem normal. You think it's time for me to choose when Our time's up. Ooh, I was just waiting on you to make Your mind up. Five sticks on me, I got a whole starting line-up. She sit next to the gym, but I'm just Waiting on a nigga to try it. I'm gonna open fire on any nigga that take My tribe. Walk up to six figures, A feeling I can't describe. Everybody tryna have access to a nigga, I deny. I been tryna thank God, He done changed my Life. I'm rocking white-out shoes, I got a snake in my boot. I just Hopped off a jet, young nigga on jet blue. I'm facing these blame back to back, I'm damn Near on the moon. Got cowhide rugs around the crib, I hear 'em mooing. Uh, I can escape the sun, in fact I'm Getting closer. I done went dead swag, Balenciaga loafers. Uh, everything dead stock, I'm buying it straight Out the store. Uh, Gucci duffle bag just so I can carry the load. Left can reach nigga, yeah, I got that straight From Mary. I got beaches out in Paris. Type of cash make hoes embarrassed. I'm just balling out in England, but I'll still Kill a nigga like Aaron. I'm just tryna stack My bands just so can take care of my Parents, nigga. 'Cause I can, nigga. I had to change the way I stand, nigga. 'Cause I'm a man, nigga. You better be glad that you ran with 'em, I cut your hand, nigga. I can't even do all that pretending, nah, I'm Not that friendly, nigga. I still can't stand you Niggas.
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