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Kill Confirmed Yeah All I got is Yeezy on me (Yeah) I feel like Kanye West, last year I was livin' stressed (Fuck) This year I'm livin' blessed I been on this Adderall, it keep me goin' up I stopped drinkin' alcohol, it had me throwin' up And I want a new bitch on me now (Yeah) And a bag real big right now And a Glock on my hip right now (Yeah) Lil' broke-ass nigga, pipe down (Yeah) And the money gon' flip right now Uh, and a ho gon' fuck right now Uh, want a Rollie on me, bustdown Uh, I'ma pass you the rock, touch down Yeah, and I ball so hard like Laker She playin' with me like SEGA (Why?) I'm focused on this paper (Yeah) Hell nah girl, I won't chase you (Uh-uh) Got Balmain on my shades (Ha) I roll this blunt and facе it (Ha) I'm tryna meet my savior (Ha) I'm sendin' up a prayer My prices goin' up, up, up (Up) Letras de cancionesBank account is up, up, up (Up) Confidеnce is up, up, up (Up) I'm really up, up, up (Up) Money goin' up, up, up (Up) Gang goin' up, up, up (Up) My bitch so bad, bad, bad (Yeah) We poppin' tags, tags, tags (Tags) We came from rags, rags, rags We gettin' rich, bitch Lights on me like Christmas Yeah, put you on my wishlist I don't think you get this Uh, run to the bank like fitness I just shot the opp and shot the witness I don't know when I became a misfit I cook wood out a kitchen Why you got a gun? Ain't got no mission I'm ballin' like a Piston, no missin' My prices goin' up, up, up (Up) Bank account is up, up, up (Up) Confidence is up, up, up (Up) I'm really up, up, up (Up) Money goin' up, up, up (Up) Gang goin' up, up, up (Ha) From Letras Mania