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Yeah Can't believe I made it this far Huh, I got some brothers who wanna see tomorrow, they locked up on charges I'm tryna smoke with, like, fifty blunts, huh, you know I stay sparkin' Tell that boy Eli, "Send me the drop, I got a new target" I got too many sticks, I crash out the market Y'all ain't believe in the kid, what's up with that shit? When I was a jit, I ain't gettin' no presents, they gave me a blick Yeah, I can't believe I made it this far We gon' cut that boy hair like a barber, I'm the shit like a toddler I nеver paid attention to my teachеrs 'cause I knew I was smarter You ain't believe in the kid, now you whine on my dick I hopped on the mic', yeah, I took that risk and now I make hits Bitch, my closet is stuffed, double drip, every day a new 'fit I'm tryna fuck on a brand new groupie, let's go shoot a movie I feel like Sterling Ruby, I paint the whole face after I grab on her booty Thick lil' ratchet bitch, she shakin' her ass so smoothly Bitch, I'm booted, I can't leave without my toolie I gotta stay ruthless, I know all these people tryna use me I made a few songs, now all these bitches tryna do me Can't believe I made it this far Huh, I got some brothers who wanna see tomorrow, they locked up on charges I'm tryna smoke with, like, fifty blunts, huh, you know I stay sparkin' Tell that boy Eli, "Send me the drop, I got a new target" I got too many sticks, I crash out the market From Letras Mania