I gave a shit, a gamble that lassoed me into being played a bit
Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that
Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again
I roll my dice because i'm all about the numbers and the fame/
You gotta adapt though i'm never going back
She said to bad shack, playing me like dice and a jack
People say lifes a bitch but i disagree
You can never tell me that i'm not hungry
No comparing dice, like the devil lets us smell advice, guilt of a sinners
See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers
Picture me lettin this chump survive
Twice now i won the game like rigged dice
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