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Every night I’m blowing dro hoping my morning’s different When I was a kid I wished it snowed every Christmas it didn’t I used to wanna meet my dad now I wish Every thing was based on lies Now I’m out on a mission Riding around and gritting Now that I dealt with the pain I promise it’s strictly business And you can take your shots but promise you bet not miss um Cause you won’t get a second chance Once I decide to apply the pressure You stuck like some vice grips Mike lo I know nice Even when I’m wrong I’m right If you want these hands I fight If you want that sack I might Get get get gone that’s what I be own You hear that y’all been talking but fuck what ya been See I been going strong Counting money all night long Splitting swishers and blowing dro But nigga you should know