Lifestyle, finest type, yeah nigga we alright
Over me the same peeps that have died
Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin
Still wide awake, yet i should be yawning,
Young money young money yeah we getting rich
But i'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch
Work it out. we can work it out! yeah we can settle out, we can help each
Yeah i know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach
Yeah we were doing okay as a teenager, now damn it's trouble,
Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible
Pigs calling me disrespectful cus im still yawning
She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing
I think that i finally reached the pinnacle
Come sit next to me yeah we should cuddle
I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her
Yeah, we spit that saliva, iphone got message from viber
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