(Damn Dior, this shit crazy)
(Ayy, yo, Pluto, you goin' brazy)
Everytime I hop out, I'm sippin' syrup
Scream for love, it fall on death ears, that's what I heard
And my heart need another job, 'cause it don't work no more
Dealin' with this pain like I don't hurt no more (Ah)
If we got to jail or die, they ain't gon' ride, and we know
I was gambling with my soul before I met casino
Whether you here or you go there, it's stormin' all around the map
It ain't no safety in the hood, but I still want my corner-back
Diamonds on my pinky might turn her to a porn-star
Ride around with Dracs that leave you stiffer than Nicki Minaj
I'm already hip, if I go broke, niggas gon' leave me poor
Poppa hit the pot 'til it's a must, then he scrape it up
Just like gain, these niggas washed up, they got to wait for us
Indecisive, read the Bible in my cell, then smoke it up
Industry is Hella fake, I might invest in real estate
Knock 'em off in June, turn off the news, and I watch anime
Just hold me down love, it was all simple
All out of tries, I might start a dog kennel
Top two, not two, I can't lose, I'm the one, baby
You actin' new, and it's so clear but I'm the bomb, baby
Until this money fills the casket, I stay dedicated
Until this money fills the casket, I stay dedicated
I stay Yeah, yeah
Everytime I hop out, I'm sippin' syrup
Scream for love, it fall on death ears, that's what I heard
And my heart need another job, 'cause it don't work no more
Dealin' with this pain like I don't hurt no more (Ah)
If we got to jail or die, they ain't gon' ride, and we know
I was gambling with my soul before I met casino
Whether you here or you go there, it's stormin' all around the map
It ain't no safety in the hood, but I still want my corner-back
Know they dependin' on me, so I gotta keep the led close
Designer killers in the yard, whatever I say, it go
Forty-thousand to my dentist, they don't care 'bout how I'm feelin'
If I didn't burn that bridge, I definitely can't see me rebuild it
Can't let 'em see me sweat, my heart on ice like hocke
Posted on that block, we tryna dodge the SWAT team
Hope they don't do a sweep, until then, we be mopping
I'm blind, no Adolf, I thought I told you I could not see
Too many dead, need batteries, can't charge it to the game
This shit won't ever change, I get fly, and I don't complain
This shit sound like a poem, my girl, she hate the way I pour it
Snakes in my grass, but this is Codeine, ain't no fuckin' Moët
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Everytime I hop out, I'm sippin' syrup
Scream for love, it fall on death ears, that's what I heard
And my heart need another job, 'cause it don't work no more
Dealin' with this pain like I don't hurt no more (Ah)
If we got to jail or die, they ain't gon' ride, and we know
I was gambling with my soul before I met casino
Whether you here or you go there, it's stormin' all around the map
It ain't no safety in the hood, but I still want my corner-back
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