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Folk gone talk they shit though
 You gotta move yo whip though
 Keep that foot on the gas
 Make a lil' stop at Citgo
 Keep that love on blast
 Load that shit in that pistol
 Gotta let go of your past
 Gotta forgive your heroes
 Nobody perfect
 And you don't deserve it if somebody doing you dirt
 Everyone hurtin', we all in our Birkin'
 We human, we live, and we learn
 I don't rehearse it, I gotta keep moving
 But homie you do what you feel
 I let you into the darkest and beautiful moments
 A artist, I did it for real
 I didn't settle for deals, no
 Lately I get up and heal, yes
 I got a crib on the beach, yes
 Finally somethin' for me, yes
 I do not want no revenge, no
 Really I rather be friends, yes
 Y'all niggas beef with ya self, why?
 You carry that shit to the end, yeah
 I used to be like you
 And hold on to that BS too
 Old shit like a PS2
 And break ties with a BFF
 Mad shit that I regret too
 I'm on a way though
 Out in rodeo
 Smiling and living 'til one day I KO
 God is my witness
 The sun on my payroll
 The love that she gave me
 Is realer than J Lo
 Call my mama
 Call my daddy
 Said I'm pulling up
 Call my homies
 Call yo' homies
 Let's enjoy the love
 Fuck your ego
 Fuck your demons
 It's a fuckin' vibe
 All my people showing love
 Show you fuckin' right
 I love Sunday mornings
 Mama open up that window
 Dad stay home that day
 Mommy gon' make some pancakes
 I'ma go play with the hood kids
 I'ma come back for a band aid
 Stay from the store where the crooks is
 Got a lot of reads on the book list
 Sharing them gems with the fan base, yea
 Everyday
 Tryna get the win, like the NBA
 Giving my all 'til I pass out (pass out)
 If you beat me you deserve that
 Doing my best 'til the dirt nap
 I was sitting in the dirt where the worms at
 I done visited the hell where the worst at?
 Niggas really dragged me through the mud and it hurt bad
 Fuck it
 Lately that shit don't cut it
 Got thick skin, like run it
 Not a lot that I can't stomach
 Road block, yes I love it
 Stand my ground y'all running
 Devil know that I am comin'
 4th down, down 14 nigga I ain't punting
 Never see the kid get sluggish
 Never see me drop no rubbish
 Never see me sell my soul
 Oh, if you ain't know
 Just 'cause it glitter don't mean that it gold
 Shawty be pretty and poisonous
 I be avoiding it, all that I'm seeing is growth
 I used to be in the cold
 Now I'm in Cali, they sayin' they seeing the glow
 I really be in the zone
 If it ain't good for my people, I leave it alone
 Yeah
 Call my mama
 Call my daddy
 Said I'm pulling up
 Call my homies
 Call your homies
 Let's enjoy the love
 Fuck your ego
 Fuck your demons
 It's a fuckin' vibe
 All my people showing love
 Show you fucking right
 Show you fucking right
 Show you fucking right
 All my people showing love
 Show you fucking right
 Show you fucking right
 Show you fucking right
 All my people showing love
 Show you fucking right
 

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Duration
03:23
Key
11
Tempo
121 BPM

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