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They like where you from, I'm visiting
Out of this world I'm a visitor
Can't hang with me if you sensitive
Baby I stamp I ain't regular
Low key just running my debit up
When I spend money ain't missing her
Cross me then you might be out of luck
Life it taught me not to give a fuck
Really always on the road. Life it tell me where to go
Country with no area code. I'm in tropics while you cold
But life it ain't all about dough. You can't take it when you go
I'm never selling my soul. Rather be taking it slow
Doing mischief when a kid
So I was never the bid
Henny bottle with no lid
Only girls up in the crib
Gotta enjoy while you live
Don't know what life gonna give
You got a learn from a loss
Some shit you gotta forgive
Back in the day I was pressed as shit if I get a package then I'm flipping it
Now I'm older but I'm still flashy need a steady budget or I throw a fit
Make the best of all situations I ain't stopping just cuz somebody hating
Trust god don't trust a opp quick to turn the page if they get to faking
I lowkey need a Sanaa Lathan keep a blade on me cuz the block is wild
You the type that be down bad you ain't chiefing gas that's a black and mild
Snitch on your gang but they got the file you got no choice but to run now
Why I operated by myself plus they all chicken like some Kung Pao
They like where you from, I'm visiting
Out of this world I'm a visitor
Can't hang with me if you sensitive
Baby I stamp I ain't regular
Low key just running my debit up
When I spend money ain't missing her
Cross me then you might be out of luck
Life it taught me not to give a fuck
Thing is when life unfold
You don't really ever know
Keep your head up on the road
In the ocean gotta row
I ain't falling off the boat
I ain't sinking imma float
For the snow I need a coat
Looking for a way to cope
I seen so much that my eyes hurt
Parties ending cuz a gun burst
People that work and don't eat first
If they get sick there ain't no nurse
African like Mansa musa
I can't help but feel like I gotta do some
Ready for whatever may come
I Pray god take care of my income
Kushologist got a green thumb
Used to guzzle pressure till I feel numb
When I hit it know she will come
Got her drunk on life we don't need rum
Member ate pizza from Costco
Used to skip school just to sell Os
Me and the guys on the backroads
Baddies on us it's a busload
Out of this world I'm a visitor
Can't hang with me if you sensitive
Baby I stamp I ain't regular
Low key just running my debit up
When I spend money ain't missing her
Cross me then you might be out of luck
Life it taught me not to give a fuck
Really always on the road. Life it tell me where to go
Country with no area code. I'm in tropics while you cold
But life it ain't all about dough. You can't take it when you go
I'm never selling my soul. Rather be taking it slow
Doing mischief when a kid
So I was never the bid
Henny bottle with no lid
Only girls up in the crib
Gotta enjoy while you live
Don't know what life gonna give
You got a learn from a loss
Some shit you gotta forgive
Back in the day I was pressed as shit if I get a package then I'm flipping it
Now I'm older but I'm still flashy need a steady budget or I throw a fit
Make the best of all situations I ain't stopping just cuz somebody hating
Trust god don't trust a opp quick to turn the page if they get to faking
I lowkey need a Sanaa Lathan keep a blade on me cuz the block is wild
You the type that be down bad you ain't chiefing gas that's a black and mild
Snitch on your gang but they got the file you got no choice but to run now
Why I operated by myself plus they all chicken like some Kung Pao
They like where you from, I'm visiting
Out of this world I'm a visitor
Can't hang with me if you sensitive
Baby I stamp I ain't regular
Low key just running my debit up
When I spend money ain't missing her
Cross me then you might be out of luck
Life it taught me not to give a fuck
Thing is when life unfold
You don't really ever know
Keep your head up on the road
In the ocean gotta row
I ain't falling off the boat
I ain't sinking imma float
For the snow I need a coat
Looking for a way to cope
I seen so much that my eyes hurt
Parties ending cuz a gun burst
People that work and don't eat first
If they get sick there ain't no nurse
African like Mansa musa
I can't help but feel like I gotta do some
Ready for whatever may come
I Pray god take care of my income
Kushologist got a green thumb
Used to guzzle pressure till I feel numb
When I hit it know she will come
Got her drunk on life we don't need rum
Member ate pizza from Costco
Used to skip school just to sell Os
Me and the guys on the backroads
Baddies on us it's a busload
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