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I'm still bucking like 5-deuce 4-trey
Nigga with a attitude no O'shea
I give a damn what muhfucka' gone say
Long as I'm eatin' and my family is okay
I was taught to make ways outta no way
Miss me with the bull like "ole"
Okaaaay ever since I got to rotate
I get to charge for a visit like a copay

Sippin' on Jose
Mixed really well with champagne and OJ
Fade in and out of the beats I go play
Then peel tops off like cups of Yoplait
Lyrical foreplay
Between me, the microphone,
this beat and pro-tools I'm havin a four way
Never too far away
You can get your rhymes right from reading a throwaway
You can get your style tight by peepin' the colorway
Now don't look the other way
I'll do the work I just need you to andale
It's big things underway
Me and mine gettin' it
Life ain't great but I feel magnificent
Life in a new state, felt insignificant
Gone like wind because I'm back to chasing wins again
Bruh I got the Midas touch, that's a golden finesse
Better check my neck
Me and P hit the yo until they tired of us
Me and my bitch get cash and divide it up
Proud as fuck, weed and beats loud as fuck
If you tryna run wit me get ya mileage up

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I'm still bucking like 5-deuce 4-trey
Nigga with a attitude no O'shea
I give a damn what muhfucka' gone say
Long as I'm eatin' and my family is okay
I was taught to make ways outta no way
Miss me with the bull like ole
Okaaaay ever since I got to rotate
I get to charge for a visit like a copay

I barely remember life without rappin' and shit
Backpack in the back of the bus, we happy to flip
It was crack samplin' packs of various shit
Thought my iPod was carrying hits
Like a runner
Days of Stunna and Mannie Fresh
Hood Rich had came the same summer I discovered my pen
I should be puttin' rappers in recovery dens
Instead I rhyme out lines and you color 'em in
Brothers and kin, lovers and friends where y'all been
Yeah I know it's been a minute since I called back in
I fall back in, kick it wit my car backed in
After that it's all split sheets and more back ends
That's really how it goes in this life I chose
It's so hard even real ones fold
Couldn't say it enough
Using all my hours passed in a month
Just to bring you new waves like Durag and a brush
I'm wrapping em up

I'm still bucking like 5-deuce 4-trey
Nigga with a attitude no O'shea
I give a damn what muhfucka' gone say
Long as I'm eatin' and my family is okay
I was taught to make ways outta no way
Miss me with the bull like ole
Okaaaay ever since I got to rotate
I get to charge for a visit like a copay

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