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Yeah All right Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Look Let's raise our drinks and raise our cups and do this shit for Takeoff Put your favorite rapper in the kitchen with me bake off There go to Magic City girls They about to have a shake off That 2016 Dominus, let's dust the grapes off Soon as I hit the door a nigga ran into Nipsey What's happening with the hood, my nigga did you miss me He said he loved me, ain't never leave it, gotta trick me I said I ain't staying here long, they come to get me The westside deep nigga Pac up in this bitch Even Slim from 400, tree top up in this bitch Dope boy Cash Out, yeah, this one here for Rock White paint, black strip, tan seats, drop the top Cartier wood frames, I do that shit for Trouble If you think got some haters nigga, know they hate me double And I'm still screaming street nigga, yeah, this one for Fresh Told me going live forever, he just need a little rest Letras de canciones See me, I learn the hard way nigga, that's why I'm teaching I went to hell and met the devil nigga, that's why I'm preaching Fuck these nigga, these bitches get paper Raise your kids, get papers, buy acres Pour up all the Caymans, let us raise a glass for Quan Pop Smoke in this bitch, he blowing smoke just like the Don I'm talking hate, just so much hate it drive a nigga crazy And why them nigga in 4th Ward go and kill that baby And Trump said some shit the other day, that nigga... Sometime I like escape the luxury to keep from crying With all the riches and these bitches with my pain And is these nigga riding if ever lose my fame See me, I learn the hard way nigga, that's why I'm teaching I went to hell and met the devil nigga, that's why I'm preaching Fuck these niggas, these bitches get paper Raise your kids, get papers, buy acres I had to put that fork in that water while it's hot That's why I be looking cool when your boy on that yacht Mo money, mo problems Got that Coogi on for Biggie Wednesdays and Thursday, double up on the Iggy Can lose your life, do ten to life, this shit is not a game Don't fuck around, ain't in the way, you suggest you do the same Tonight you know we celebrate life on red wine I miss you, Shake, I love you, Shake I know it's bed time I went from having nightmares about that fed time Now you ain't gotta wonder nigga, you know it's bread time The Bible, it can help you with your soul, that's if you read it Just know your boy can help you with the stove, that's if you need it I'm talking so many acres, I ain't got no neighbors Yeah, I'm talking peace of mind God gave me some favors See me, I learn the hard way nigga, that's why I'm teaching I went to hell and met the devil nigga, that's why I'm preaching Fuck these niggas, these bitches get paper Raise your kids, get papers, buy acres From Letras Mania