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Shout out Vee, she in the stu' with me

I'm a rolling stone
Momma the closest thing to home
I get it on my own
And when I'm finished, I get on
My heart turned to gold
Might be a little hard to hold
Don't squeeze too tight, I tote
Might get your leg, knock off a toe
Matter fact, just don't get too close
Cuttin' the grass, they see me grow
Cut off the head, the neck is froze
Slicin' and dicin' all these hoes
Cool with the life I chose
What's gone happen tomorrow, hell if I know
Barely know what's gone happen today
I still wake up and smile, it's okay
All that I'm sure of, it's money to make
I can't forget to move silent always
Niggas be out here movin' like parade
I can't even kick it with you
I got so much to do

Runnin' away from snakes
Call that shit rush
If we turn you to a pack then you
Probably a dime, you ain't worth much, uh
Probably a gram full of dust, uh
Wait, shut the fuck up (Shut it)
My, nigga hush
Oh, he just upped and POW, that rush

Step, step, step
Drip head to toe, the soles is wet
He signed the deal, the soul is swept
Came blame 'em, know how hard it get
You gotta get to know yourself
You gotta stay quiet, move it stealth
Everyone lookin' for that wealth
They come to get that from you, be careful

Runnin' away from snakes
Call that shit rush
If we turn you to a pack then you
Probably a dime, you ain't worth much, uh
Probably a gram full of dust, uh
Wait, shut the fuck up (Shut it)
My, nigga hush
Oh, he just upped and POW, that rush

Oh, he just upped it and bang you
Should've been usin' ya brain, dude
Chargin' a fee just to hang, dude
So if you get me, just be thankful
I took out most of the access
I smile in yo' face, that's an actress
Cause right now, I still got that address
And found out they burnt out, I can't stress



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Writer(s): N'dia Jade Smith
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