Adieu

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Drippin' in Raf, That lil' bitch so mad
Ain't go no time for being' sad, get up and go get you a bag
Stackin' money, why they mad?
They was tryna block my Visa, so I pulled up with all cash
Yeah, I pulled up with all cash when I walked in
We don't do no talking
I'on listen 'less it's bout the profit
Real hood baby, I'm feeling like Gotit
I never leave the fuckin' crib
Unless I got the tool and 30 bands inside of my pocket
Why is they pocket watchin'?
Shit make me wanna just shoot like I play for the Rockets
You ain't even cut like that
Man that shit gotta be fake with a bitch with a butt like that
Kicked her out the fuckin' crib, head game weak I ain't even nut like that
(Yeah) Weak as f*ck
Bad bitch hit my phone, and she just laughing she just weak as f*ck
I just hate spending days inside of my brain, that shit be bleak as f*ck
I don't even know what's real
Watch out for my cup, don't spill
Bussin' a bad bitch off the pill
How in the f*ck am I behind the wheel?
Thinkin' bout murder, I'm about to kill
Somebody else, or myself
Why am I there for everybody else
But when I needed them they was never there to help?
(Ok, Ok) I told a bitch, go to hell!
Might pop a Oxy, a Roxy, I'm out of my body my skin turning pale
Dumpin' them shells
Makin' plays, Make sales
Bad bitch, want me pay for her nails
They just been prayin' I fail
Yeah, it's my time, I'm trying to prevail
Hop in that bitch that, vroom
'Cause I got money she say that I'm, rude
Got too many bitches I can't, choose
I been plotting in my, trues
I been gettin' money, don't get it confused
I been eating these beans like food
And I'm up in my head, I don't know what to do
We wiping his nose, slime, like goo
Boy you a clone, that shit not cool
Nah, we not cool
You steady stabbed me in my back, I don't know what to do
Gettin' trapped up in my emotions, coming back to you
Wait, holup f*ck that
I'm stronger than that
I'm smokin' the strongest of packs
And you would think it's Christmas how we body bag, and wrap him up
I can't show no love to none these bitches, I can't dap them up
Just like a fuckin' relay, they tryna run up ain't fast enough
I get cash enough
I been gettin' so much god damn money, she asking me if I get bags enough
Too many god damn whips, insurance askin' me if I crashed enough
Been tryna focus on the future, I know the past is fuckin' up
And I'm knowing these bitches got hate in they heart, cause they down bad
Bitch you a opp like Vlad
Keep that .40 on my lap
How ima trip on a bitch that I had?
How ima trip on a bitch that I had
How ima trip on a bitch that I had
How ima trip on a bitch that I had
How ima trip on a bitch that I had

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