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paparazzi\n[00:49.24] I could have relieve in 91 gas from Chevron, Rolls Royce like Heron\n[00:53.18] Warrior like play on girls, they like to cling on\n[00:56.14] Give em hard dick one time then that boy gone\n[01:00.01] I bop Ferrari to my latest songs, H Crown, did 5, glad my nigga made it home\n[01:05.27] These bitches fronting, claiming they ain't hoes\n[01:08.22] Actin like the single life, the way that go ball all alone\n[01:11.33] Alright neighborhood, I feel alone\n[01:14.24] 8 bedrooms, let my thoughts roam\n[01:17.46] And one day king will realize his throne\n[01:19.57] When you pop T-Raww, morals in you fairly strong\n[01:23.19] I love making that shit that you can sing along\n[01:26.28] Getting head while you're high\n[01:27.22] That's my way you're getting blown\n[01:29.02] Used to talk to these kids through the Styrofoam\n[01:32.08] Now we talk for millions on the microphone\n[01:35.18] Jewelry cashed back then the zip locked\n[01:37.80] No job to them rogue 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