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Adam Carrington Kindred
Adam Carrington Kindred
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Looch Highly Favored
Looch Highly Favored
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Getting dough like a maniac Drop top in a Cadillac Upgraded the roladex I'm where ever the dough is at No holding back no Rose gold neck and the sleeves Got a hundred K inside of my jeans Hundred K to get your boy on the beat Since you really want to bang on the beat No holding back No holding back no I tried to warn I was not those other guys Wonder wise guys refrain from getting mummified In the Mile High its fly Im sitting fire side Sipping Mai Tai's and chilling on different bear hides I could never beef with somebody that's just a side guy I'm to busy picking up money it's called a drive by Most you dudes speaking on records just get the side eye You are not equipped for this mission I keep the bars high You can not shine my shoes but many try to Bomb is in the building delivering no surprise dude I've arrived dude The pinnacle I am high tuned Meet at high noon and shoot it out like the ok Take a rocket out to Morocco for just a snow day Slipping out of any debacle I move the sure way Brand new Cadillac in the fleet that I painted Earl Grey Cruising round the town profound I'll do this all day Smart over the hard way Candy coated R8 Pull up at the star gate This is where we part ways Grab yourself a parfait We don't do no off days Listen what the boss say Million dollar mind state Getting dough like a maniac Drop top in a Cadillac Upgraded the rolodex I'm where ever the dough is at No holding back no Rose gold neck and the sleeves Got a hundred K inside of my jeans Hundred K to get your boy on a beat Since you really want to bang on the beat No holding back No holding back no Said I ain't holding back I really use to pull up in a Cadillac A maniac for the cash you know I gotta chase a bag Stood up on my own ten niggas never had my back Every time I took a loss I doubled up and got it back I'm really here And fuck all of y'all cause this is my year I got a buzz I'm trying to make this last for some light years Long live KG 5 dog its been nine years I smoke to ease the pain but its deep I still cry tears Im in the same lane I just kicked it up to high gear Running laps around these mother fuckers its a marathon Making hits Swinging for the fence like I'm Barry Bonds I took a risk I don't be on the type of shit that they be on Gotta make sure that my kids can put their babies on and they can put their babies on Generational wealth Back then I was snatching everything off the shelf You bitches don't believe in me I believe in myself Getting dough like a maniac Drop top in a Cadillac Upgraded the rolodex I'm where ever the dough is at No holding back no Rose gold neck and the sleeves Got a hundred K inside of my jeans Hundred K to get your boy on a beat Since you really want to bang on the beat No holding back No holding back no
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