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I'm finally counting up them dividends Hit a show getting backends Leveled up loosing more friends Wish they see me get it til' to the End I step out and I still Trend Give her head and I blow her wind Pray to Lord but I still Sin Them bad bitches got Em I penciled in I'm finally counting up them dividends Hit a show getting backends Leveled up loosing more friends Wish they see me get it til' to the End Got a check but I still spend Still single cuz I comprehend Pimpin hoes well it all depends I Got invited but I don't attend Got invited but I don't attend Bout money then I'm all in Independent, I don't need a friend Not in jail but I gotta pin Free-styling I do for ends Call me bro but I'm not your kin Fifty feet is what I recommend Step back and I want sin Only child is my defense I'm little extra just like a Den Bad bitch with no common sense She got them miles and I got the vin You got the coke I got the gin Ride the boat well I got the hen Brag & boast I don't repent I'd do whatever I want to do Trae day jammin' on the screw I'm no capping like dr sues Attitude, my screws loose Hard labor I don't need boots Street nigga I don't need suits Groundwork for my institute Fuck the movie I know my roots I penciled in all my prositute I'm finally counting up them dividends Hit a show getting backends Leveled up loosing more friends Wish they see me get it til' to the End I step out and I still Trend Give her head and I blow her wind Pray to Lord but I still Sin Them bad bitches got Em I penciled in I'm finally counting up them dividends Hit a show getting backends Leveled up loosing more friends Wish they see me get it til' to the End Got a check but I still spend Still single cuz I comprehend Pimpin hoes well it all depends I Got invited but I don't attend
Writer(s): Carlton Bush Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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