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[Hook: Mr. Probz] You know, you know we got to get it My heart is still cold, we in a blizzard Born to get money so we live it New cars, new phones I'm like 'who is it?' Look around, stay down, the streets will grab you You came and you went, not to have you You're gone and moved on, I remember Same songs, stay strong, don't surrender [Verse 1] Feels like I'm in a dream Check my Roley a few times a day Skies the limit, live it Go tell niggas I found a way D-borders will drown your pray, down you lay Then up your my name goes Except my trophy, same pose Mink always open, came close Who want to play? Them bloggers got your ego knee high You fucked some bitches, sold some records Now you think your me high Sincerely me, I've given all of you I'm sketching out, hope my daughters see my memorial Over powering audio, storm showering all of you Letras de cancionesBy lonely is my audible, slaughter through you recorder Employer handle your order Wanted every man every corner You came in with the wind Since when did you get that aurora? Been getting money, can't no money change me They love me around the world Them boys ain't went nowhere but crazy Party spinning, spitting on the one you call your lady Every other day they on you You've been rolling lately [Hook: Mr. Probz] [Verse 2] You want to get to know me but these records done mess your views up Running from what you're used to, you came to a nigga bruised up Like you ain't know that I was sharp, must want a new cut Manners that'll keep banners so the plan is Leave your love where your man is Be above all the cameras, you're caught up in the high And going to be double damage, the partying leads to bullshit Why you club with them hammers? Money can't buy you love, you ain't got it then minds you manners Honor is all that matters. how you do? how the fam is? You skipped the penitentiary, hallelujahs, and cannons Pardon the rumors, they ram us No opinion matters more than yours, believe in you They hunger is scary, this is for those that got to stick it through Through all the ups and downs you stuck around Until this day my cold flow fucks up the town Get green, deuce up the crowd I go to be with my nina, bull up and proud Purple and green are my stream, shoot up loud [Hook: Mr. Probz] From Letras Mania