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Taylor bought the fuckin' flex I like it and it should motherfuckin' do it
Smellin' like piss when I do it That look on my face
Meet at the gym, just to do it Gotta breathe out of shape
Never second to fate I feel out of place

Sorry, not sorry, you planned it Safe on my way to the track
Cashin' off baggies and scales The system corrupted, they want me to fail
Don't care if I tell, I'ma do it myself Health is my wealth, you right if it's right if it's left
Get left on the scene when I read it Feel bad for the kids been mistreated

Long reign forever, it change like the seasons I kill you for nothin', just give me a reason
Success my revenge And karma her friend
Life just a bitch and my feet in the sand The f*ck is you sayin'
F*ck a who pain, I don't understand shit so I overstend

Don't dwell off the past, I'm a better man Would've gave you my life but you bit the hand
If I eat then we eat, it's one sound, it's one band
If I shoot then she shoot, it's two dicks in the low
Might hop on the bridge, shake the dicks in the low

Give a free game but it's meant to be sold, I'm too real for the cold
It used to get cold, had to turn on the stove Got work on the stove, I got used to the cold
Bitches and Sam, I got used to these hoes Climb like a stripper, I'm usin' this pole
Smellin' like piss when I do it That look on my face

Meet at the gym, just to do it Gotta breathe out of shape
Never second to fate I feel out of place
Sorry not sorry, you playin' it safe On my way to the trap, damn, I meant to say boo
Ask questions last, we gon' shoot Shaq at the line, I got two

Shaq runnin' point, I got three Feel like it's all up to me
They look up to me, my sisters, my cousin, my niece
My nephew, my brother, the streets Got Perkys and cookies and lean
One of a kind, two types of means Come in like MB, you got what I need

It's all bad cause I'm droppin' I'm droppin', I'm droppin
It's comin' in threes So my mama don't cry
I got in with my piece Two seconds of silence
A moment of peace Mad cause you broke

It couldn't be me if she called me for dick I'm checkin' my schedule
Smokin' and eatin' the edible Perky in Fiji
All in her kitty, not on me and Simi It's homie, come try
Two threes like I'm Scotty Got nine for the low

Just called a new body All in your hood, these pussies be hottie
She thought she was bad, these niggas be lyin
Smellin' like piss when I do it That look on my face
Meet at the gym, just to do it Gotta breathe out of shape

Never second to fate I feel out of place
Sorry, not sorry, you playin' it safe On my way to the track, then my mittens stay bent
Ooh, on my way to the money On my way to the money
Ooh, on my way to the money On my way to the money

Ooh, schmack, schmack, schmack, schmack
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
On my way to the money

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