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[intro]
(roc that sh~t out, hari)

[chorus]
life been gettin’ deep, days been gettin’ longer, i ain’t gettin’ sleep
money gettin’ taller, problems gettin’ shorter, legs weak
b~tch gettin’ aggy, pants gettin’ saggy, bands gettin’ heavy
ran it up, i’m still consistently steppin’
we pop tech, f~ck thots, most of ’em used as props
i be wonderin’ if she let me f~ck if my chain come off
these b~tches tools, they see these diamonds, they brain come off
(oh sh~t, oh sh~t, there he go, f~ck is that? oh my god, is that key? yeah, that’s him)

[verse]
k!ller micro drac’ with fashion, double homicide (micro drac’)
i seen the ‘cat after a stain, i had to jump inside (gang)
smoke a n~gga cookie (cookie), spint lil’ bro, he p~ssy (p~ssy), foe n~gga gushin’ (bah, uh)
yeah, n~ggas see i ran it up, now they need a god (broke~ass n~ggas)
no way you think i’m stunna, b~tch, my music nationwide (b~tch)
hit a boutique, buy everything, i don’t even pick the size (sh~t, you a fly motherf~cker)
ran into my first hundred thousand (woo), two hundred thousand (hot d~mn)
three hundred thousand (hot d~mn), four hundred thousand, five (sh~t)
n~ggas better catch up, they still stuck on they first twenty~five (d~mn, dub~five)
i done spent a twenty~five on a twenty~five and took out a dime
bought a car, put the rest up, got a f~ckin’ 9 (glizzy)
40 got bigger (bigger), guns got bigger (bigger), young rich n~gga
i must admit i’m havin’ dog sh~t for real, you gettin’ paper, come and get with me
(come here, come here, come here, come on, where we goin’? n~gga, get with me)
ain’t got no f~cks with for no fake n~gga (f~ckboy)
i’ll let that drac’ hit ’em (drac’, bah~bah~bah~bah~bah, drac’)
[chorus]
life been gettin’ deep, days been gettin’ longer, i ain’t gettin’ sleep
money gettin’ taller, problems gettin’ shorter, legs weak
b~tch gettin’ aggy, pants gettin’ saggy, bands gettin’ heavy
ran it up, i’m still consistently steppin’
we pop tech, f~ck thots, most of ’em used as props
i be wonderin’ if she let me f~ck if my chain come off
these b~tches tools, they see these diamonds, they brain come off
(oh sh~t, oh sh~t, there he go, f~ck is that? oh my god, is that key? that’s him)


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