Still tippin' from all of the Benjamin heads in that bitch
I got to take you back to the days of the trap
When it was only 20s and 10s in that bitch
I was all on my 9 to 5, workin', selling weight up out of the Denny's and spendin' that shit
At 3:10 I ran out, I was bendin' that bitch
Then jumped in and sped out, I was gettin' that rich
All the money, brrt, that's the stick
Because after the snow, the shit gon' get sunny
Just trying to be warm, that shit was so muddy
That shit was so cold, the days were never lucky
Sit in cells eatin' peanut butter jelly
Now I'm on, in fuckin' Kentucky
Just did a performance and caught a milli
I popped me up ???
I get them goons on my own
I'm used to them being
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