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Yeah, I gave 'em my music, they ran with my style, style | Bring your clique, I run through it, gave 'em an L, L | First one to chow down, nigga, I'm…
Yeah, I gave 'em my music, they ran with my style, style Bring your clique, I run through it, gave 'em an L, L First one to chow down, nigga, I'm famous I got a chip on my shoulder, eat that shit with a sandwich Bet you thought I was done and finished, Max, he ain't goin' over We can do bullshit music, we can flow mediocre We can just post some pictures, we can be one-hit wonders Bitches won't know the difference, they keep me from goin' under Still on parole, still I smoke hella dabble Still I drink heavy liquor, got a bitch that sniff hella powder These are true stories, real-live facts Federales want me to give up my sources and contacts My melody synthesized, they had me forever All my ties, had to sever, dope, all that intricate in the past Niggas killin' niggas, they want genocide We ain't goin' back, they'll never take my men alive Takin' they bitches and gettin' 'em high 24/7 hustlin', always workin' to get my paper up Countin' up so much money, now my thumbs are gettin' paper cuts Hear what these niggas sayin' on the line, but I think they play too much Everybody sayin' some new shit need to drop, guess what, the wait is up Young Khalifa got a pound next to the bed soon as I'm wakin' up I don't even know which car I'm gonna drive, might pick my favorite one Niggas out here trippin' on that fentanyl, man, that's them crazy drugs Might be cool, but I don't let shit slide, you could never play me, cuz Might be sunny outside, but I save it for a rainy one VIP list, check it, that's what my name be on Young rich nigga, ask her, that's what your lady want Ain't gon' never stop, I'll be workin' 'til I'm 81 If my nigga rollin' up, I tell him, "Roll me one" Out in Miami on a jet ski, whippin' with my son Kiki on the river, hop off the yacht, and get some brunch I'm with all my niggas, I'm with all my day ones Always talkin' shit, but you got insufficient funds Never let 'em see my path, not leavin' bread crumbs They get through with all the love, that's when the hate comes I was young and hopeless, that's where all the rage from Went and got a Porsche, Ty Dolla got the same one Can't skip through the book, gotta start out on page one Lookin' through my roof, pull out a joint, and blaze one Think I'm bulletproof, you'll find out where I came from Might be sunny outside, but I save it for a rainy one VIP list, check it, that's what my name be on Young rich nigga, ask her, that's what your lady want Ain't gon' never stop, I'll be workin' 'til I'm 81 You know that I'ma always be a Taylor That's the way I live, the way I live You know that I'ma always be a Taylor That's the way I live, the way I live When I say Taylor, you say Gang Taylor (Gang) Taylor (Gang) When I say Taylor, you say Gang Taylor (Gang) Taylor (Gang) And still the champion remains From all the bullshit, we refrain She play the game with you, but really she want that Kush and Orange Juice That's why she here with us Pass me my lighter, baby
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