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This is a SaiDon exclusive Ay turn them keys up, Keyman Keep grindin', you gon' make it out one day (Out one day) Pockets lumped up, I got so many knots on me (So many knots on me) Everybody strapped, every glizzy got a dot on it (Every glizzy got a dot on it) In other words, I'm tryna tell you them boys is not on it (Them boys is not on shit) And I'm on my way like Iceberg say (Like Iceberg say, I'm on my way, I'm on my way) Speedin', droppin' ashes in the Rolls-Royce Wraith (In the Rolls-Royce Wraith) My mama think I'm goin' to war, wonder why I'm movin' with K's He hit that lick, his childhood gone, ten years the price he paid (Thе price he paid) I'm puttin' in work, know in due timе, I'm gon' blow up like grenades The Lamb' truck parked, me and Cap smokin' blowin' dope in Biscayne (Dope in Biscayne) Know a lot of niggas ain't gon' ride We gon' talk 'bout that another time (We gon' talk 'bout that another time, another time) Every time they call, I tell 'em that I'm fine 'Cause what you gon' do if I'm not? (What you gon' do if I'm not? Do if I'm not) Smoke with whoever, buy you Birkins and Chanel, uh Choppers on my side, I'm knowin' I'm good as long as we together I know how cold it be My people dependin' on me I ain't really been gettin' no sleep They gon' bust melons 'bout me Dat business I'm standin' on Z I'm gon' go to heaven a G Tell my son, I don't want you nothin' like me at all Be better than me They gon' hate you, you too real, only white folk where I live Labels callin' trippin', 'fore I sign my name, I need M's Wintertime, that shit too cold, 'fore I hit in New York, I need Timbs Fuck this rap shit, I wanna be rockstars like Rae Sremm' Keep grindin', you gon' make it out one day (Out one day) Pockets lumped up, I got so many knots on me (So many knots on me) Everybody strapped, every glizzy got a dot on it (Every glizzy got a dot on it) In other words, I'm tryna tell you them boys is not on it (Them boys is not on shit) And I'm on my way like Iceberg say (Like Iceberg say, I'm on my way, I'm on my way) Speedin', droppin' ashes in the Rolls-Royce Wraith (In the Rolls-Royce Wraith) Smoke with whoever, buy you Birkins and Chanel, uh Choppers on my side, I'm knowin' I'm good as long as we together Smoke with whoever, buy you Birkins and Chanel, uh Choppers on my side, I'm knowin' I'm good as long as we together
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