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I wake up don't know which day but now i'm up bitch let's get paid
And all my hoes they go both ways
Nah And I don't text and I don't call no look pass a hoe chris paul
Cross a hoe up im John wall yeah and i'm bout to heat up the winter
If he get too close then I might have to burn ya but bitch I was born in December
And my circle is small as a bitch like a penny my nigga don't fuck wit new niggas
In the cut bitch I really be chillin far away from the folks takin' picture

Hold on wait nobody safe took some time didn't beat my case
It's gta I did the race I'm still okay just jumping gates
Switching and license plates like big and pac I kept my faith
Jojo said I need some space no 42 dug I said my grace
Polo draws no swag & surf im blessed but cursed it could be worst
Trap out through the 1st I made a bag if nothing else
Just grinded up ain't need no help I just did it by myself
Foe nem hot they still they on top hit ya car we spin the block
You can get juiced just like 2pac we on yo block

Ba, ba lil shorty gimme that opp top huh imma get that za we go open up shop
We go open shop we ion fuck wit the cops niggas

I wake up don't know which day
But now I'm up bitch let's get paid and all my hoes they go both ways

Nah And I don't text and I don't call no look pass a hoe chris paul cross a hoe up i'm john Wall yeah

And i'm bout to heat up the winter
If he get too close then I might have to burn ya but bitch I was born in december

And my circle is small as a bitch like a penny my nigga don't fuck with new niggas

In the cut bitch I really be chillin far away from the folks takin' picture



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Writer(s): Chris Page
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