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Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, oh-oh, oh-oh Uh Everywhere I got, I'ma throw up the set And my money always good but I cherish respect Loyalty above it all, takin' that to the death And it's death before dishonor, till my last breath And to see another day, my most valuable threat Did it good yesterday, but today is the best When you mean what you say, say that shit with your chest out Well, I feel like God's gift, like I'm one of the best out Got the star on the bench, I'ma talk to the press now Ja Morant to these niggas, I'ma show and impress now I'm still in the leaguе, now I guess I gotta get back up You gon' know when it's on, that's gеt back, huh If you lost me, carry on, we can't get back up Let that drum roll, don't make me pick them sticks back up (Uh) Yeah, nigga, I think I'm the shit so what? (Uh) All that talkin' crazy get your shit sold out (Yeah) They've been movin' weird since my shit slowed up They had the Glock in the 'Rari and their shit slowed up I said, "Baby, won't you come my way", she showed up Lifestyle drivin' you crazy, it gets so tough And I love when she rockin' them high heels shoes Slim thick, pretty face in some Jimmy Choos Couple bands on my left, and my right they blues Letras de cancionesNigga, no days off, just remindin' you Really did it for my gang, left the [?] Shit still bang like [?] too I was proud to receive my latest tool Diamond for my trap queen, that' her favorite jewel, woah Mm-mm-hmm Mm-mm-mm, mm-hmm (Yeah, baby) Ayy, yeah I done lost a lot of niggas, I done see 'em go broke I done seen 'em lose they mind, man, that shit ain't no joke It was loyalty at first then it's murder she wrote Be the ones you kill for who put your name in the dirt Keep stabbin' in my back, I can feel it, it hurt They keep steppin' on my heart till I motherfuckin' burst (Burst) Swear, it ain't enough time to put my pain in a verse Ayy, I'm a livin' legend so I ride in a hearse Till I'm six feet way up under the earth I keep ridin' with my pistol, keep it under my shirt Tryna grow on me, they make [?] Remember I was comin' up mixin' Haze with the Purp' Now my high school days pistol whip, it hurt Since my high school days, I've been puttin' in work And I'm comin' for everything I feel I deserve On my mother grave, she was goin' bezerk, yeah Always knew that I'ma be the one 'cause I'm worth it (Yeah) I ain't never said I was perfect (No) Never ever show where you hurtin', I stay workin' Ain't nervous, yeah You will never know when I'm lurkin' Automatic door, Cullinan with the curtains (Ayy) Hang around in jerseys where I'm usually swervin' And I've been up late, I'ma bring you the [?], baby Mm-mm-hmm Mm-mm-mm, yeah, yeah Woo-woo, yeah, yeah Oh, baby Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, yeah Yeah From Letras Mania