We're good
And removing high like the wind flow
So we're tearin' up the East Coast
We toast to life
Like socialites
Cop clothes that's nice
That's overpriced
October nights
So cope with it
And you know I've made the biggest well
Ain't surprised that these haters wanna see me fail
I hustle like an African
Wanna give them my level
I get the windows down and turn the base up
She don't really know me
But she's good enough to blow me
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Got a bad chick breakin' down the OG
You don't really like that
Hit the phone one time and she write back
Oh, I think she likes that
One of the places are up and down
We don't have to browse around
Since'05 run the ball like all courts
I'm telling you all
Then we're on the run with the chess board
Switchin' up the pattern once the hustle's grown
Yeah, you had to blame sobriety
I ain't enough to put her into her place
She don't really know me
But she's good enough to blow me
Got a bad chick breakin' down the OG
You don't really like that
Hit the phone one time and she write back
Oh, I think she likes that
I'm chillin with Shorty
We're blowin' the sticky
I got a bad one
I got a good one
I got a life's game
I gave her a worse son
I ain't told him about the quarter back
So we got to give him a quarter back
We love d** like we love women
And then we're loving the cool
Yeah,and I'm the sh** like'
Damn,damn,I'm the motherf**ing man
She don't really know me
But she's good enough to blow me
Got a bad chick breakin' down the OG
You don't really like that
Hit the phone one time and she write back
Oh, I think she likes that