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Yeah (Al Geno on the track) I been tryna move in without the U-Haul In the back of the Benz smokin' a new opp And they labeled foes friends, this shit like Luwop You gon' find me winnin', I don't care who lost Still workin', I don't know when it's gon' pay off Every bitch I had, I put 'em on the radar One thing she know is I forever get this paper Don't be shy to tell the world that I made ya I want you to hold me (up, up, up) Codeine in my body, my blood You lookin' at my jewelry, don't touch My second bitch really just my runner up They don't appreciate you until you dead and gone Up late in my cell wishin' I was home Just 'cause I'm rich, they think all my damn problems gone Nigga, I still shed tears in this VLONE You niggas still wanna be me, don't you? I walk in and you said I really just don't understand Even though she wasn't mine, I flew that bitch to Miami She told me take it off her mind, I told her take off her panties Countin' green at the red light so I ranned it This my brand-new bitch, I think her name Brandy Whippin' Percocet so I don't have to pop a Xanny You better not leave me stranded I been tryna move in without the U-Haul In the back of the Benz smokin' a new opp And they labeled foes friends, this shit like Luwop You gon' find me winnin', I don't care who lost Still workin', I don't know when it's gon' pay off Every bitch I had, I put 'em on the radar One thing she know is I forever get this paper Don't be shy to tell the world that I made ya Murder for that money, just the way it is I'm committin' sins hopin' God don't see I got niggas in the box, turned they life in the grid Fresh to death when I step, nigga, you can't even hit Fresh to death when I step, I ain't sleepin' under brick Ain't none of my days sunny, I'm wishin' I was Mick You call me what you want but two things, that's police or a bitch Soon as she went to likin' pictures, I just add her to the list Only thing I know to do is shit on y'all when I'm pissed off Pussy boys, we might shoot up your clique house Old school say I'm a cold cat but I'm the streets I'm hot dog I make a phone call, I'm tryna ball y'all I been tryna move in without the U-Haul In the back of the Benz smokin' a new opp And they labeled foes friends, this shit like Luwop You gon' find me winnin', I don't care who lost Still workin', I don't know when it's gon' pay off Every bitch I had, I put 'em on the radar One thing she know is I forever get this paper Don't be shy to tell the world that I made ya I want you to hold me (up, up, up) Codeine in my body, my blood You lookin' at my jewelry, don't touch My second bitch really just my runner up