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waking up fresh, that's kodak, killing these niggas, you know that, real street nigga, you know that, real street nigga, you know that, i think 56 nights crazy, i think 56 nights crazy, i think me and esco crazy, i think me and young sco' crazy, i did 56 broads on the european tour and they was all crazy, i did 56 broads on the european tour and they was all crazy, i took 56 bars all in one month and i'm still dranking, i could still see the scar on a nigga hand man shit real crazy, i been taking these molly's, still still nodding off cause a nigga too faded, i've been laying low key inside, my nigga, vault money is my motivation, money keep a nigga motivated, molly keep a nigga motivated, percocet keep em motivated, good drank keep a nigga motivated, lortabs on my conversation, talk a lot of bands then we conversatin', i was on my way to the right street in the paddie wagon and it had me numb, the pain from the slum had me numb, tryna sell some dope and need caviar, got the passport inside the raviar, we've been flossing in medallions, we ain't nothing but some talibans, i pull up right now and embarrass ya, i've just been hanging with savages, lately i've been hanging around with my savages, i grew up on the block, 1 hunnid, i go on the block it's 1 hunnid, i done did enough in the jungle, i done put in some work and they love me, when i drink out the cup, it's so dirty, had to blow at the store when they was lurking, poured a 4 in a cup it was breakfast, sprinkled sauce in my drink and i took it, promethazine took my concentration, to another level then i elevated, diamonds hanging on me i'm intoxicated, diamonds hanging off me i'm intoxicated, chop it up with a sack chaser, told you i wasn't going back, baby, hanging out with some crack babies, fell in love with this cash baby, money touch a niggas hands, on a few zans might wanna count it, spend it all in one night, if we could rewind it, we'll still do it, i'm true to this game, i jump on a plane, and run to the stage, i've been working some years for this, making music, i live for this, hit a trap with my louboutins, count it up then i bag up a brick, mount it up then i smash out in it, you know i'm gone do a whole dash in this motherfucker, i'm bout to pass out in this motherfucker, i'm bout to pass out in this motherfucker, these bitches louder than a motherfucker, these bitches still do anything for me,
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Artist: future