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Damn, I gotta change my ways Now it's sixty on my neck, remember my chains was fake (Ice, ice) 'Member back when times were hard, we prayed for better days But now I'm gettin' paid Now I'm bringin' home them racks, I'm fillin' up the safe Now I make like thirty bands, that's just to rock the stage I cut her off, now she on Instagram, she posting pictures listening to Rod Wave Man, ain't that a shame? She done showed me all her love, but I still did her wrong (Mm-mm-mm) Even though I always try my bеst to do her right I always end up fuckin' up, girl, we ain't lastin' long I swеar my brodie always keep it tucked, yeah, he gon' blast the chrome My niggas love it when I tell the plug to go and ship them Ps My bitches love it when I take 'em home and fuck 'em to my songs (On God, it's no cap, no hat, real shit) Yeah, that's just how it be From Letras Mania