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CHORUS X2
Twenty-four seven, three sixty degrees
Hustling for the cribs, hottest ride – made it real
Hottest shit we bangin – heavy money sign
Heard about it, that it takes a second to the Mars
VERSE I
Now hum, I’m truly fucking crime or didn’t I? Uhuu
Amuse money, screech in beseech – uhuu
When ni99as got the cops pulling aside, uhuu
24 inches chrome on the frame, uhuu
Money strike, throwing money like the molecule
Now flaunt the fuck to set this shit on they modify
Moment please, creed is how I should hold this fame
Get the money and they click and they phoney though – uhuu
For the click, get the switching shoulda rule it – uhuu
Phoney foe, I ride… did they see as I hum
Through the streets, see me squeezing this shit
Tune the frequency and I hit outta trunk
VERSE II
Uhu – Don’t be scared of sudden clocked at corner, socking up
Industries be crooked signing fools mainly later domn
Through the district, I kinda gloop in the severing – not pronto
I need that proper fallalery or I beat you
You just escaping flip and the flop on issues
Ain’t nothing like freedom when the bliss persisting
I know crooked made the wrest as a mission
I ain’t improving fronting; I modernize on a high life
Fucking collapsed steed ’em pacing on they dialog
I pull it a mourn still, insane shit I hammer
Eroding fools, silty frisking me at stand
I ain’t lying, paper flow made me saying – uuhm
VERSE III
Gonna – hold up the cup, it’s got to be filled
Ain’t a trick to it, the secret is pursuing your dreams
Hard on the street, lifting heavy weight
Got the screw on how to prompt harder switch on the trade
Habit puffy force, trending main on the slate
It be cool they lying and I be flaunting seriously
Tolerance is weak, ain’t no room in this ring
Stronger than the Cris, standard flood levee
Puffer than the bluff, hand on str8 steering wheel
Rocker than the stroke, carry chrome in yo waist
Blocker than them walls – got ya pinching a proof
Let them suckers near-by see, ain’t no need for deride
Policy: you should have morale alliance
Hard on tryna making money still on halfwit pals
I don’t tryna fake yo, I appeal on balling out
Ain’t a fazing in my shit, ain’t no crystal defrost
Handle money – handle us all
Hand on my own, na – hell is sooner
Angle in circle is round and round
To the fact I could come this far – hungry as I nag
OUTRO
Hu hu hu hu hu hu
Uhu X8
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