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I ain't worried 'bout you niggas, I'm in my own lane I'm just gettin it in while I'm stayin' out the way Lounging in plush cribs on the phone talkin biz Only legit convos of course I ain't a kid I ain't new to this, been on the grind since a kid Boy I'm use to this, no where to go head to toe in exclusive shit Over priced jeans, granny say it's foolishness (come on granny these balmains) New Benz S-Class, leather with the wood dash, tinted glass I honk when I ride pass scoopin' cash I only use premium when I get gas Jump in a 6 with a different color wrist Today is rose gold with a rose gold kit You ain't in the mix, you ain't never seen paper Nigga we was gettin' truckloads as a teenager I be ridin' up the 5 in a 5 I be ridin' through the 6 in a 6 I be crusin' down the 7 in a 7 Lookin' at the world behind tint We got no time for niggas We got no time for bitches We ridin' around in 5's in 6's We got no time niggas We got no time for bitches We ridin' around in 5's and 6's Letras de cancionesWe look like money but we got way mo' Iced up look at what the yay paid fo' Beamer 2 door Benz got 2 mo' Valeted out front I'm at the bar gettin' blowed Sippin' on Patron with this bad bitch Laughin' while the Rolex dancin' Ridin' through the woods like I'm campin' But I'm just tryna make my way to my palace This the same way my idols put it down D niggas ride foreign off of kilos and pounds Heroin and pills I done been there forreal Then my name got hot I had to switch lanes and chill Like the diamond link I'm rocking In the foreign reminiscing about my days of rock swappin' If a fiend ain't have 10 dollars they was complainin' bout the size of the rock, a nigga came a long way I be ridin' up the 5 in a 5 I be ridin' through the 6 in a 6 I be crusin' down the 7 in a 7 Lookin' at the world behind tint We got no time for niggas We got no time for bitches We ridin' around in 5's in 6's We got no time niggas We got no time for bitches We ridin' around in 5's and 6's From Letras Mania