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Ocean views, small circle it's a chosen few I wrote it down and I followed through I bought a pound and we rolled a few I talk shit but she know it's true Ocean views, small circle it's a chosen few I wrote it down and I followed through I bought a pound and we rolled a few I talk shit but she know it's true Blessings, bitches in my section Young with all this money, I'm obsessive, weapons Turning off y'all extras Turning off this bullshit direction Turning off my grind Waking up to mo' pressure But it's all in yo' mind, so I never feel pressured Knew it's all in due time, now hunnid stacking like Tetris Hustle hard is my message, then double back and get extras Know I spaz when I cash it Yellow Bone, white Lexus, all black tint, two white cups, fat gold chains, pride, Texas I'm just young and I'm reckless, I'm just on for my section I'm just out here on top speed with my top down and I'm revin’ I don't know about Hell, I don't know about Heaven All I know is 'bout right now and this lifestyle is interesting Iced down in my section, I just write down these confessions Niggas die to get life around me, I guess that I'm an exception Letras de cancionesBlessings Ocean views, small circle it's a chosen few I wrote it down and I followed through I bought a pound and we rolled a few I talk shit but she know it's true Ocean views, small circle it's a chosen few I wrote it down and I followed through I bought a pound and we rolled a few I talk shit but she know it's true Look, I'm in these streets with my Cuban on In my Benz with my music on Old friends like what have you been on Shit, I've been on my grind I ain't usually home, focused, I ain't using phones Lately I've been using song to get my point across While niggas 'round me lose it all, but that's your point to toss I guess I always knew to ball And as this world revolves I'm cracking 'cuz I do my job Look, from fucking hood rats to fucking stars Spending all cash, to sliding cards, it's the definition of living large Smoking top flight in the biggest cars Told you '08 this shit was ours, getting this cake, yeah nigga then getting more Look at this world young nigga, this really yours Nigga this really mine, my niggas is really for it, them buildings is really high, them cars is really foreign and all I see is... Ocean views, small circle it's a chosen few I wrote it down and I followed through I bought a pound and we rolled a few I talk shit but she know it's true Ocean views, small circle it's a chosen few I wrote it down and I followed through I bought a pound and we rolled a few I talk shit but she know it's true Yeah, early morning off that flight though We gon' go hard then get right, bro It seemed simple, that's not life though 10 years later I'm alright though Look, these niggas act like they don't like dough They be mad cuz niggas shine bright though Look, I got a Ruger and a Bryco But I'ma let you pick which way tonight go I got my dough right, plus the right dough I mean it's legal, pay taxes to them white folks My precedure, stay crackin 'till my life's low Then when I die, Blue rag around my rifle Hunnid thousand in my coffin, that's just life though Play a Stevie Wonder song, smoke some flight, bro Crack a pint of Actavis then pour in some Sprite, bro Until that day I'm walking toward what's in my sights though 'Cuz all I see is... Ocean views, small circle it's a chosen few I wrote it down and I followed through I bought a pound and we rolled a few I talk shit but she know it's true From Letras Mania