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G.A.B.O.S The name of the game is G.A.B.O.S Game ain't based on sympathy If you got sympathy in this spot, you ain't gon' never make it Hundred 'round with me the room and back (I got my hitter from South Sudan) Yuh, yuh (Quincy, tell 'em) G.A.B.O.S, uh Game ain't based on sympathy All I've seen is treachery I hope them boys remember (I hope them boys remember) Remember me, industry don't favor me When they need something they check for me Oh yeah, let's get it (let's get it, yuh) Had to get by with pennies Twenties on twenties on twenties on twenties I'll make a few milli', I get Santorini I watch all my friends go spend money on Fendi Spend all my money on re-ups At the top, they don't wanna see us (uh) Every whip is keyless (yeah) They tell me I'm genius (what else?) The way I write speeches (what else?) I don't hold feelings, but my Glock gets into his feelings, I know The life that I live is all over the place One day in the stu' and one day on the chase One day in my bag and one day in a case Oh, yeah, let's get it I got my hitter from South Sudan I swing from these trees, orangutang Controllin' the heat like thermostats, let's get it (let's get it) Countin' this money then I go and spend it Boss where I'm from, please, don't forget it Got my toaster with me so don't come and bread it, let's get it G.A.B.O.S (G.A.B.O.S) Game ain't based on sympathy All I've seen is treachery I hope them boys remember (I hope them boys remember) Remember me, industry don't favor me When they need something they check for me Oh yeah, let's get it Big league, one hundred on Birkin Maybach, I close the curtain I'ma eat a Perc' for certain Python bells for serpents All of my hoes are servants We don't argue, we just hustle (haha) Pick 'em down, lick 'em down YSL, Chanel purse 'em Real life, we play, time burstin' Touch my ice, it's day time murders Fish scale in the pot, I found Nemo If they don't copy A, then it's Beezo I was on my grind since Bebo Bro, we got heart for Nino Bro, we got nines for these bros Thank God that we in London We would've caught the RICO Twenty-three K to the lawyer I explored the loophole Three percent tints on the whip, we important people Do you get it? (Ha) Make calls (ha) No credit (ha) Got a platinum song for every day of the week Gold plaque for every day of the month, forget it I whipped pain, can't forget it 20K in euros, weren't no debit (skrr, skrr) 20K in euros, go, go spend it Too high off the lean, got me Googlin' on Reddit (twenty-nine) G.A.B.O.S (G.A.B.O.S) Game ain't based on sympathy All I've seen is treachery I hope them boys remember (I hope them boys remember) Remember me, industry don't favor me When they need something they check for me Oh yeah, let's get it Yeah, a hundred degrees (yeah) I'm servin' the fiends (yeah, yeah) It's like thirty degrees, the jungle like freeze Paper roll over my sleeve, need a washin' machine (washin' machine) Thirty degrees (thirty degrees) Tough times it was hard, need a favor but I couldn't ask Prada red like a nigga is black Got the stitch in the car (stitch in the car) Like Fury, I'm fast She smoke the half I need my lady to last She wanna ask me, "When you sip on the plane do you feel it depart?" Where did you go wrong? Spread like Lynx these niggas are roll-on Crib with all gates Said she feel safe, she ain't puttin' no clothes on (yeah) Stolen plates, Saint Patricks day so I'm puttin' a hoe on Still got the phone on, told my nigga do a whip do a home run G.A.B.O.S Game ain't based on sympathy All I've seen is treachery I hope them boys remember Remember me, industry don't favor me When they need something they check for me Oh yeah, let's-
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