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My conscious said keep going So Grew up by the ocean Like a wave I keep on flowin And this pack I be blowin Keep my bank account growin Rollin like stoner Bitches playing you like a controller I’m president you the voter Hanging with owners get my money Not no poser Bitch with you She an oger Killin beats Yea composer Got the fam like I’m homer Fake friends getting older Haters they got an oder Stay in my lane Fuck the fame Poppin bottles pregame Livin legged Rick James All my goons got aim Neck look like a hoop chain Ballin like ballgame LebronJames Smoking every strain Like it came from Spain Never fucked with veins She like my candy cane She got a smart brain Mix the powder with the lil Wayne Mixed up feeling got maintain Grind harder Never got to explain Rollin paper planes We poppin champagne Water drippin on my bitch Like I’m aqua mayne Dark shades Mack mayne Pull up on you Off the jet off the train You don’t have to pretend Went to mark tawin
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