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Imma Young sinner Shiesty on my face Rob a killer Change ways not moods Mac miller All these carck heads movin Like they out from a thriller If u disrispect my family I might just pull the trigger I will shoot that motherfucker Like im kobe for the winner Step back Crime scene Book a flight Jat lag The i Sleep Counting sheeps in my bed Then i wake up in the morning Roll a blunt Get back To the buissnes Money on my mind Big dreams and a wishlist Gotta have it all ,till i make it past fifty Gotta do it all, like my idol did 50 And i so smooth with it Yet im so filthy Drinkin like a prince bitch I would never switch this Gotta have it all Cars money and my queen this I've been aimin for For my baby For my moma and my Gang to go And reach hights I cant never do em wrong Or switch sides Cuz our gang etarnal We connected for a life And they know this C to the F to the L Ride or die all my homies ah