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Yeah Roll one up and hit this magic Roll one up and hit this magic Yeah Roll one up and hit this magic With the gang we ball out, it can get tragic All we got, we gonna let you b***h niggas have it Stuck in my ways, think I need to change my habits What would you do if you were me and didn't have shit? Look in the mirror, now I'm feeling like a savage Tell my son I love him, for him I'ma make it happen Now my dreams reality, not goin' back to trappin' You say that you proud of me, I turn my back, you laughin' Now I hit the scene, they like "Lights, camera, action!" Livin' in a dream, now my music they be blastin' Step out, I'm a star, always in the latest fashion Had to set the bar, niggas try to catch me lackin' Bank account for my son, he won't have to struggle You can see it in my eyes, all I do is hustle They try to knock me off my feet, I'm ready to rumble Feel like I ain't ate in weeks, workin' off the muscle Oh yeah, oh my, we ride For my brothers, no lie All you b***h niggas can die Never wrong, they right I ain't changin' my side Yeah, we in it for life 'Cause if you down, you ridin' Roll one up and hit this magic With the gang we ball out, it can get tragic All we got, we gonna let you b***h niggas have it Stuck in my ways, think I need to change my habits What would you do if you were me and didn't have shit? Look in the mirror, now I'm feeling like a savage Tell my son I love him, for him I'ma make it happen Now my dreams reality, not goin' back to trappin' You say that you proud of me, I turn my back, you laughin' Ay, how could you lie to my face? People claim that they be loyal, they be takin' up space Seen my broski lose his heart when he was fightin' that case Took so many L's, I'm not goin' back to those days I'ma treat you how you treat me, do you like how it tastes? Shorty, you's a one-nighter, can't treat you like my ace I got way too many problems to be worried I'm straight Me and Craig sellin' shit, had to watch for the jakes On the road this shit crazy, I get eighty a show Save my money, stack it up, it look like I'm sellin' shit Foreign cars, drive 'em fast, I never done this before Get high, drown out my problems, let me pour me a four, yeah Roll one up and hit this magic With the gang we ball out, it can get tragic All we got, we gonna let you b***h niggas have it Stuck in my ways, think I need to change my habits What would you do if you were me and didn't have shit? Look in the mirror, now I'm feeling like a savage Tell my son I love him, for him I'ma make it happen Now my dreams reality, not goin' back to trappin' You say that you proud of me, I turn my back, you laughin'
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