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[Hook]
You looking at the way I'm getting paper, I know
[?] trying to get attention, I know
You thinking that don't change it
Cause you see how I glow
I know (I know)

[Verse 1]
I said that I was the nigga that finna do shit
Turn white boys red [?]
You can see em' through the glass, don't need no tint
See the [?] on my [?] I ain't leaving no print
Cause I was the nigga who was killing that shit
You was the bitch that was feeling that dick
[?] got brand new with the [?]
Put a ring on her finger, she was feeling that shit
Now I'm sober, and I'm in the back
Playing with these sharp ass [?] the cactus
With them lit matches put the light in the air
You can hear my voice [?] It's right in your ears
Don't lie to the [?], to rely on songs
Pick the guy with the palms

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