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Pocket watchin', bitch, like every year I get a million, bitch\n\n  Yeah, lil' bitch I'm gassed up\n  Passed out off them drugs, I done took the fast route\n\n  Bi-bitch, I'm in your city\n  Count it up, I'm thumbin' 50s\n  Up and stuck, this shit get shifty\n  Watch this drum, knock back, get lifted, lift 'em\n  Dizzy, spinnin', pitty drivin'\n  Jeans, 2K, don't fit me (Fit me)\n  Whatever I say, I live it\n  Fit handmade, this shit ain't thrifted, damn\n\n  Who ride with ya and who'd stay?\n  Who'd die for ya and who'd wait?\n  Bullets fly, steady kicking, Bruce Wayne\n  .45 on my side for a p*ssy, move weight\n  Boy, I promise I won't lie to ya\n  I'm getting paper (Paper)\n  Noose tied, but my time is never wasted\n  Heard you wanna get by, ain't no way\n  If you push up on me boy, I let the choppa get a plate\n\n  I smoke the blunt, I'm gettin' high, lil' boy, I'm fired up\n  Its a hard life, but bitch I promise that ain't mine\n  I'm steppin' over money like I'm workin' over 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