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Mr. Slide In Benzes I don't do no renting We was jumping fences Can't believe we winning She blowing up my mentions She do it for attention I'm on that"break the rim" shit He only ball when it's scrimmage MVP 2001, I don't even go to practice Emo wrist got princess cuts, I'm tryna win a pageant You left me but I'm past it I'm so over that shit I know we ain't lasting I know we ain't, yeah I was eating off paper plates, now my whip got paper plates Low suspension, make it scrape Brush my teeth then make the pape Pockets look like Raising Cane's; I got chicken in the bank Keep my feelings in that cage Feel the moment slip away It's a party, it's a party, it's a party, aye Book my flight to New York, diamonds they gon Harlem shake I'ma keep my peace, I'm take a step back, I'm playing Harden games Met her in the Roxy Club, damn near gave my heart away Ain't heard of this game called love but it can't be that hard to play Wake up and I count these bucks, perfect way to start the day In the store and I'm too damn fried, can't even push my cart down the aisle Reminiscing about your smile I'll be good, but it's gone take a while I'm pushing this Bentayga wild That chassis low to the ground Is you gon roll, tell me now Is you gon fold, tell me now I know it's cold on the ground But you stood ten toes, take a bow I'm staying ten toes to the ground Until my soul in the clouds Till I'm in a hole in the ground, I'm keeping it 400k Sip my cup slow, don't drown Can't let you slow me down Quit tryna be like me, boy just get your own sound I'm making that dough go round, as long as the globe go round She got French tips & red keys Brown diamonds, Diet Pepsi It ain't nothing you could tell me Unless yo ass was there When I hadn't even sold ten beats Tryna hack my FLRegkey.reg Tryna get in with my favorite prods But they ass just wouldn't accept me So I take my #victorylap Can't get much higher than first place Knew it wouldn't work in the first place Want her last name to be the same as mine, but she don't even know my first name I got too much to deal with your pain VLM over everything I stay repping that flag like Kurt Ang Tryna be better, don't know if it's, uh Tryna be better, don't know if it's, uh Tryna be better, don't know if it's working Tryna hide it but I know you're stained Tryna hide it but I know you're fake Tryna hide it but I ain't no saint I'm just relying on faith It's so hard to pilot my fate She's on my mind, yeah, all day That's just one high I won't chase You threw that pie in my face Don't cross that line, it's no way On my neckline, a snowflake It's gon make you blind, see no hate Used to ride that pine, get no play Drop 79, what coach say F*ck it, add two more, I'ma go eight Brother throw that lob, I'ma go Blake You killed that love, it's okay Heat of passion turned to a cold case Can we wrap this shit up like cold cuts All p!nk Trackhawk like"So What" I been stuck in the past, need to grow up A nigga stuck in the past, need to grow up