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When I’m on the top I feel so golden
I spend some racks I get it back I’m getting older
These girls they get so close and I don’t even know em
She like a n***a say I flow just like a poet

That shit it weigh up on my mind (still)
Friends come and go like all the time (still)
These n***as fake but never I (still)
I blow a bag like all the time (still)

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I never trip I try to go with all the notions
I bundle up preme on my face move with the motion
When was the last time you gave anyone devotion
When was the last time you showed anyone emotions

They used to laugh at who I was but now they need me bad
I never come around just keep the lala in my hand
I stick and stay don’t stick and move because I stay down
She came around and you know lil shorty be way down

I bet you think that i’m that n***a based off who I was
Still take your bitch and hit a lick fuck what you thought it was
Draped in designer since Donna Karen you know better
I let em talk they talk cause I know that they know better