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[Chorus]
I remember when I didn't have bands
Couldn't pull her or her boujee ass friends (Uh)
Now I pull up to them hoes in a Benz (Uh)
She gon' fuck on me and all of my friends
[...]
...days that I had to hit licks
In the trap...
...up brack, we ain't know how to act

[Verse 1]
90210, ho, two weeks before tour I'm on bool mode
My n***a Kyro said he wanna box, I'm like, "Let's go"
Ain't shit to do anyway take these hands to your skull
Lately, I've been poppin' pills 'til my eyes close
It's kinda like drugs giving me a natural blindfold
Or maybe the devil workin', hell if I know
I can't let him win, I gotta keep chasing the dough
Yeah, mula, all baguette AP, jeweler
Fuck school, I'm Ferris Bueller with a new Ruger
Used to run a n***as brib, an intruder
I learn from my brother like a tutor
He really was a shooter
Lord knows I'm a real sore loser
So, imagine how I felt when I lost her, a real sore loser
Turned to a shark, no barracuda
Shooting up parks, thought they meant the students, cause they don't got shit to do it
[Chorus]
I remember when I didn't have bands
Couldn't pull her or her boujee ass friends (Uh)
Now I pull up to them hoes in a Benz (Uh)
She gon' fuck on me and all of my friends
[...]
...up brack, we ain't know how to act

[Verse 2]
[…]
...so I finessed the system
Got rich off of freestyles and half of a written
Realest shit I never wrote, uh
This the realest shit I never wrote down
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