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Forget the past cause you can’t change it…and forget the present…cause I didn’t get you one
I’m out in Greystone, you niggas ain’t even tenfold
Show me how you get down, let’s see if you can get real real low
My squad out here killing shit, and dots yea, we connect to those
Man I love me…some bad bitches…and God damn, I love hoes
Let’s go half on a baby…if not lets go half on a 'cedes
I ain’t worried bout the fame, but you driving me crazy
Even my chauffer getting mad, man you niggas is lazy
Talking bout you want the whip, can’t even handle the gravy
Yea, but I believe in people like you
And I forget about my first love, damn things ain’t true
But when I converse with someone different, yea, anybody like you
I notice the shit I never cared for, cause little things work too
And I ain’t never scared to admit, I’mma student of the game
Taking notes in the back, I may forget these plays
Amy Traphouse and some Vodka, yea that shit heels my pain
Tryna throw a celebration, where’s the confetti and champagne
Damn
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