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Gucci, Gucci. Wake up. Wake up, nigga. It's time to get up. Yeah. Ayy, Oh. I been through hell and back. It's hot in this bitch, I think it's a Fire. Nigga be talkin' shit, think them Xans is Eatin' his mind. I'm sendin' that shit through the Mail. Glock hold a thirty, I call it a Dale. Bro got the bricks and I'm keepin' the Bales. We gettin' money like couldn't you tell? I'm like a shot that's too big for his Tank. Purple my color, I'm sippin' the pink. They want me caught outside all of my drawers. I'm tryna see how many I can take. Make sure the reaper not chasin' my fate. Make sure these niggas don't reach for a gun. I put a beam right on top of your Face. Said she was weak, so turned to a Nun. All of these pants pockets look like a Bun. I'm gettin' high, I'ma wait on the sun. Stunt on niggas, it's turnin' to fun. Finna hit two, I'll be back at two, lunch. All these storefronts just wanna reply. Go get a chain for all of my guys. Tell 'em go harder, this not a surprise. Don't listen to niggas, they livin' a lie. I'm being modest, I'm being honest. Why do you want me if you say I'm Toxic? I wanna listen but you makin' no sense. Breakin' these hearts gettin' too pricey. She wanna broaden it, trip to the island. We doin' bigger things like Madonna. Sway me, bitch, let him turn to a sauna. She my little fashion killa like Rihanna. I been through hell and back. It's hot in this bitch, I think it's a Fire. Nigga be talkin' shit, think them Xans is Eatin' his mind. I'm sendin' that shit through the Mail. Glock hold a thirty, I call it a Dale. Bro got the bricks and I'm keepin' the Bales. We gettin' money like couldn't you tell? I'm like a shot that's too big for his Tank. Purple my color, I'm sippin' the pink. They want me caught outside all of my drawers. I'm tryna see how many I can take. Make sure the reaper not chasin' my fate. Make sure these niggas don't reach for a gun. I put a beam right on top of your Face. Said she was weak, so she turned to A nun. I keep losin' focus. Somehow can't control it. I tried to do my thing for you, somehow You didn't notice. I had my heart too open, At some point I had to close it. Ain't no point in holdin' that money, at some Point you gotta blow it. Some point you gotta tote it. Said she want somebody else, go and throw it. My bitch bad, I don't even want yours. Hit my line when I want some, yeah. I'll be right, right there. I'm a little high, can't type right now. I really am not tryna fight right now. I found a new escape. I just might reappear in the Wraith. Said I might reappear in place. You can tell no fear on face. I'm just goin' okay with the take. I ain't givin' no thot no break. I ain't givin' the rat no chase. Man, you niggas not that, you bait. Make 'em run 'cross the map and bait. Don't let me activate. I done attached the cape. I got the right shit late. Uh, I got the right shit done. I need a extra lung. We havin' extra guns. He is a extra one. Fill him with lead or somethin'. Hit the head somethin'. I hope beg for somethin'. 'Cause we gon' weigh him out. It ain't no calmin' down. 'Cause we want all the smoke. You can't call me now. But you can call me bro. I keep losin' focus. Somehow can't control it. I tried to do my thing for you, somehow You didn't notice. I had my heart too open, At some point I to close it. Ain't no point in holdin' that money, at some Point you gotta blow it. Some point you gotta tote it. Said she want somebody else, go and throw it. My bitch bad, I don't even want yours. Hit my line when I want some, yeah. I'll be right, right there. I'm a little high, can't type right now. I really am not tryna fight right now.
BIGBABYGUCCI — Adele / Keep Losing Focus
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