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I smoke a quarter a day (Okay) Facetime and go straight to the face (Okay) Red eyes look like I got mace (Okay) Out of order put bitches in place OCD with this money I'm straight You see me yeah you probably see great Address me as lord or your grace Skinny nigga bout bout Trust me I don't see nobody Knock her down another body Start it up the engine growling I paid my dues I have no balance F*ck her disappear it's magic Coming to me I'm the magnet If I want it I attract it If I want her I'll bag her Out of here I'm next to NASA Preaching to them I'm the pastor P, I blow by the O Trust me you don't want the smoke Trust me this shit not for show I'll hit it like a note You can get it like a joke If I was with her in her throat I'm wavy baby rock a boat It's f*ck you pay me, send the quotes They sleeping on me but I'm woke And they still watching like a show But I do not f*ck wit nobody Is she gone f*ck with us probably They call me Lord cause I'm godly You should be sore, all that flexing I'm in the back like a extra Mind drive itself like a tesla We treat the stu like its Mecca But we do not pray for the fame I smoke a quarter a day (Okay) Facetime and go straight to the face (Okay) Red eyes look like I got mace (Okay) Out of order put bitches in place OCD with this money I'm straight You see me yeah you probably see great Address me as lord or your grace We not humble these racks in your face Oochie wally she f*ck on me probably In the winter we fly out to Cali Finally finding my balance With somebody daughter, she calling me daddy She way too dramatic Just caught a play it come in automatic Money in shoebox, shoebox under mattress Lay in the cut while I'm dodging the static I preach what I practice Ain't nothing in life that is new Except for the money that's blue Get pop just like the smoke Baby come f*ck with the woo Give praise to the man upstairs I wouldn't be me without you Never talk down on the next man Cause one day it can be you Hang out the window they know it's me Walk in the bank the teller escorting me Currently counting some currency I hit that pussy with urgency My niggas lifers, we gang for eternity I was dealing with shit eternally Now I'm turnt up there ain't no turning me down Been had the sauce now look we in style She roll up the weed Now she blowing me down My circle small ain't no slowing me down We link out of town, the realest around My girl like a anchor She holding me down, in the realest of ways Heard you got dropped Say you turning the page My mind outer space I been dinking all day Only the family shit f*ck all the fame Can never be fake I know what I ain't I smoke a quarter a day (Okay) Facetime and go straight to the face (Okay) Red eyes look like I got mace (Okay) Outta order put bitches in place OCD with this money I'm straight You see me yeah you probably see great Address me as lord or your grace We not humble these racks in your face