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Walking by, walking by I see the lights (I see the lights) Ooh they bright, yeah they bright They blind my eyes (They blind my eyes yeah) Got the liquor and the pussy hit it right (said hit it right) Said got the liquor and the pussy hit it right (yeah) We trappin' we rappin' we loaded Lines on the screen like it's coded Don't waste the shit just hold it Money so thick you can't fold it Feelin' my music i'm zoning Buzzin' the scene like I own it Droppin' in can't control it, droppin' in can't control it Chillin' we feeling the rhyme Killing the beats and we playing with time Money and music are both on my mind Respect all the people and gold you will find Let's get it tonight, chakra aligned Feelin' the vibe, go jump in the ride Reject all the lies, swerve to the right Swerve to the right, swerve to the right One, two, straight, I feel like Tyson Switchin' up just keep on grindin' Work on timing, keep on climbing Light that fire stay inspired Living life till time expires Moves like Wilder, take it higher Future brighter, feelin' lighter Shorty lied and she told me that she don't know (ooh) Watch me come and go oh For the melody and music that be so cold (that be so cold) Random hoes ain't really welcome in the studio (yeah yeah) For the money and the show though (money and the show though) After party sippin' slow-mo (Sippin' slow-mo) Eyes on my wrist, got no time for that bitch Coz I plan on getting rich, get that paper different time zones We all out on auctions Speed up the motion Getting promotions, stirrin' up potions Bitch she a no show You rap like a slow poke Crack that's a no no Trippy like Tadow You can't find my shadow You hit by the arrow Your mind is so narrow We slimy like marrow We boomin' like Sparrow We never go zero Money Wells Fargo Rockin' the cargos Slicin' like Zorro Flush out my sorrow, might be tomorrow Flying out solo Catch me in my zone, I know what's going on, and my mind is blown That's what I know, that's when I grow Where do I go? got my eyes closed, and we ride slow Low-key like ghosts Flying like crows Taking micros Spinning cyclones No to five-o, no to five-o That's when I roll Seats they front row Do it for the show, do it for the show Hit the gas and go City I'ma own, sitting on the throne Hear me when I'm gone, got eargasm going on Shorty lied and she told me that she don't know (ooh) Watch me come and go oh For the melody and music that be so cold (that be so cold) Random hoes ain't really welcome in the studio (yeah yeah) For the money and the show though (money and the show though) After party sippin' slow-mo (Sippin' slow-mo) Eyes on my wrist, got no time for that bitch Coz I plan on getting rich, get that paper different time zones
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