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Yeah, they tell me you live and you learn I'd rather look out for the homie than give all my bread to a bird I'm sipping this cup 'til I'm numb, I'm trying to disguise all the hurt I know this shit killing my lungs, I seen niggas die by the word Top down on my Chevy, I'm swerving down there, hit a curb Top down getting Becky, they see this shit, we going viral Top down, top I got my top down She pull her top down Light another one and do it all again Planning how the credits roll when the movie ends You can try to see it through this lens Pulling up with a few of her friends Text me, tell me where the Uber is It all depends if you stay down, if you come up Rep the gang if it's draw, lose, or win My newest car what I'm cruising in And I always have one thing on my mind, that's do it big Taylor Gang in the house like homeschool for kids In the house like we due for rent In and out, leaving ashes on your couch Might come through and dip Ain't the one to cross like you do a bridge Lighting up at every event Her friend put her onto Taylor Gang and she been loyal to me ever since Letras de cancionesIt'll be hard to find this, they not on the shelf Let's take a shot for health, wealth and knowledge itself, uh Yeah, they tell me you live and you learn I'd rather look out for the homie than give all my bread to a bird I'm sipping this cup 'til I'm numb, I'm trying to disguise all the hurt I know this shit killing my lungs, I seen niggas die by the word Top down on my Chevy, I'm swerving down there, hit a curb Top down getting Becky, they see this shit, we going viral Top down, top I got my top down She pull her top down (What?) Riding through my city, swerve, swerving blocks Ah, shit there go the motherfucking cops Slowly smashed inda' Throw that back under my seat (Right there) Making sure the county jail don't see me (On God) It's all eyes on me, R.I.P. Afeni Plus, I'm known to keep it player, yeah, I P extremely (On God) Crew was running up them numbers right before the streaming (On God) Anything you looking for, you can get it by this evening, that's on Jesus West side reputable, always staying on business Anything else unacceptable (Ayy) Beefing over pussy get you turned into a vegetable out here Learn some game (What?) She gave it, he took it Nothing's wrong with fair exchange Nah, this ain't for the lames (Nah) This here for the bosses (On God) That get it cracking, ain't got time to be long winded by losses (For real) Execute with sharpness X out everybody that crossed us Gang, gang, gang, gang, nigga Throw it up like you nauseous (What?) Yeah, they tell me you live and you learn I'd rather look out for the homie than give all my bread to a bird I'm sipping this cup 'til I'm numb, I'm trying to disguise all the hurt I know this shit killing my lungs, I seen niggas die by the word Top down on my Chevy, I'm swerving down there, hit a curb Top down getting Becky, they see this shit, we going viral Top down, top I got my top down She pull her top down From Letras Mania