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I set my feelin's aside
I set my feelin's aside, Now
No I don't talk I just slide
I keep that blick in my ride, Now
I set my feelin's aside
I set my feelin's aside
No I don't talk I just slide
I keep that blick in my ride
Talking that talk gone get yo ass beat
Hands up guns down meet me in the street
Niggas act pussy I can tell they weak
Claim they got a mill yeah these ho's meek
Double up my bag at the end of every week
Double up my tag on the price for a feat
A lot on my plate you know imma eat
Not talking zelda but bitch we can link

I'm not a gangster
But never a bitch
Stand on my 10
Got the dirt of my dick
Barry the bonds
We got us a hit
Dinner at five
Recording at six
Treat the rap game like I'm hitting a lick
But this aint a game i taking this shit
Got all the factors for making the dough
So you know i stacking my bread in this bitch
Whip different colors like tye dye
Connected to this bitch like wifi (Ugh!)
You aint gotta cap bitch why lie (Ayy!)
Masked in this bitch like shy guy
Wicked in the hood like sci-fi
Leaf hurricane im might guy
Need paradise and blue skies
Keep it 100 won't switch sides
Rickshaw, brickssss in the back
Drop jaw, itch for the racks
Mansion, for my mama
For that, I get to the sack
I cannot not fail
Destined for greatness, i know that they hate it
Yeah
Gotta stay well, been at the bottom I know I'mma make it

I set my feelin's aside
I set my feelin's aside, Now
No I don't talk I just slide
I keep that blick in my ride, Now
I set my feelin's aside
I set my feelin's aside
No I don't talk I just slide
I keep that blick in my ride
Talking that talk gone get yo ass beat
Hands up guns down meet me in the street
Niggas act pussy I can tell they weak
Claim they got a mill yeah these ho's meek
Double up my bag at the end of every week
Double up my tag on the price for a feat
A lot on my plate you know imma eat
Not talking zelda but bitch we can link



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Writer(s): Terrence Rider
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