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Shit, lately I been dreaming 'bout a coupe Chop off the brain Huh, I done hit some hoes, don't know they name Huh, I'ma choose that money over fame Filling all them woods up with the pain, haha Yeah, all white Air Force One's look like cocaine And I told 'em I'ma beast, I can't be tamed Huh, she told me I need to stop the games Her lil goofy ass wanna be my main bitch But she can't even be my side bitch Thought she was my bitch, obviously I lied sis I only got one I can really trust, I feel like I'm biased Got a bad bitch with a temper, she a Pisces And my niggas strapped up, like a dyke bitch Aye, and we gone with the music I got this shit down to a science I can't believe that they mistake me for my kindness I guess I gotta show they ass the other side of it I got the golden touch, like my name was Midas I heard you was hating, and want me to fail It ain't even surprising But I ain't wishing death upon nobody, avoiding the violence Except when I murder all these beats, moment of silence I want all this new designer on me, flawless VV diamonds Once I put the Patek on, it's perfect timing on me I ain't even f*ck, she wasn't worth it Yet, she lying on it Loyalty is law, it ain't capping to say I'm dying for it And lately I been dreaming 'bout a coupe, chop off the brain And I done hit a couple hoes, don't know they name And everytime, I'ma choose that money over fame And lately I been filling all them woods up with my pain Yeah, all white Air Force One's look like cocaine Know that I'ma beast, so they should know I can't be tamed She told me to stop the games That's 'cause her lil goofy ass wanna be my main bitch She asked me did I love her, I don't speak that language Chilling in the trenches, where it's dangerous Make me put them bands on his brain quick Sticking with the gang, it ain't no changing Put 'em on the news, make that boy famous Whole team moving like we Haitians Get you knocked off for the hating I ain't got patience, we ain't waiting Feeling like Kobe, how I'm fading Racks in my pocket, f*ck saving Can't nobody tell me shit, I'm the one who made it Me and bro been making hits from out the basement And we headed to the top, straight from the pavement Tap back in when we on the baddest bitches playlist Nigga mad at me 'cause I'm his hoe favorite But she don't even know that she can't be my main (Yah yah) shit, lately I been dreaming 'bout a coupe Chop off the brain I done hit some hoes, don't know they name Huh, I'ma choose that money over fame Filling all them woods up with the pain, haha Yeah, (All white Air Force One's look) like cocaine And I told 'em I'ma beast, I can't be tamed Huh, she told me I need to stop the games Her lil goofy ass wanna be my main bitch
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