Key: Eb major•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Go get it
I'm better, I'm fresh
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I'm making that bag in West
No umbrella, my shirt get wetted,
I had to count blessings alongside checks
That's my brother, my friend, my bro,
no hoes, no industry man I dap
In my city, my bitch, my crib, my shit,
gotta give it all back to the fam
Verse 2
I'm better now, most don't wanna contest
Black on black, my sweater on cams,
kill a verse then I dip 'cause I am too fresh
Stats worldwide, got 'em all connect,
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many men regret for the times they slept
Cancel ties, got 'em all upset,
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many friends say you up, but they all down bad
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No JID
Aye
Still have you sonning,
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I'm pretty new to the game (Yeah, I'm new to this shit)
Same chains on, but I don't link up fake
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hoes 'cause I'm too impatient
If the bag on my mind I get it
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Rotate it like I'm baggage claiming
Took flight, now I'm semi- famous
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New life got me overthinking
Oops, I do not roll with y'all
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Her pussy wet, but my dick be raisin'
New ice, how I cool my aching
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ing?
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Humunahuma like Snoop Dogg
But I fuck with the Migos and shit
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Jump in the function and give me that check,
I don't wanna revisit
clothes in my videos
Whoa, better pay your attention,
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my city gon' pay respect 'cause I'm different, I'm yeah
Admit it
I'm winning, aye
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So many digits I'm counting like all of my
friends' names are Christian (I'm Catholic tho)
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Pray for the fam while you still on my dick since omomo, my gold don't rust out,
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this a permanent pendant, I keep it stayed on 'cause it balance the sinning
Verse 3
it, I'm back,
No umbrella, my shirt get wetted,
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I had to count blessings alongside checks
That's my brother, my friend, my bro,
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no hoes, no industry man I dap
In my city, my bitch, my crib, gotta give it all back,
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gotta give it all back, gotta give it all
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Look
Verse 4
That's what got me the success, aye
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Who won't love it if it's bands after an event, and I brought the friends jacket from Japan,
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Human Made the shirt, Hue done made a shirt, sell it if I can, Warren still a fan, yeah
And my homie like,
what are you saying now?
If it's not 'bout this,
but they not here to play around
And it took to be down and their
fucking doubts
Can't escape from the past,
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsEb E Ebm
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