For 12 years,no new hoes!
This life i chose
We always get baked, the concept isn't new
Now i gotta exit after you
I'm a new man with a new attitude
But radio ain't trying to follow suit
Straight bad bitches i run, through
My ride old but my rims new,
Fresh out the plane i couldn't even complain
New day new dawn shit every days the same,
This is a new episode of a new chapter
I'm past that, i'm working on my master
You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir
Than me, find a new endeavor
Momma was getting a new raise.
And i got them gold bottles, first place
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