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She's sayin' I'm toxic
We're bad for each other, but the sex is good
She's sayin' I'm toxic
I ain't crazy, I'm just misunderstood
She's sayin' I'm toxic
I wanna leave, if I could, I would
She's sayin' I'm toxic (uh)
'Cause I don't love her like I love the hood

Still waterin' plants
Cost more than my Warner advance
Told them bouncers to don't touch me
When I walk in the dance (me a badman)
I don't listen to rap, R&B gettin' pumped in the shower
I went jail and got bigger
Like when Mario jumps on the flower
I'm the frontman, put my estate on the map
Had to drop out my youngins for shavin' a pack
I love all my niggas, I pray they don't lack
If I lost all my dough, I can make it all back
Last year, we barely eat, now I fuck on Amiri sheets
And, even though I'm on license, I got top shells there for cheap

Yo, I ain't gotta stunt fo the 'Gram 'cause you know what I'm on
Walked in the club, it's [?]
[?] But it's [?]
These are my sons, but they know what I done
Hot tub it, I love it
Baby, it's not a matter, don't talk to me
I can make a big stack for my hard money
Two-fifty gonna die, check the car I'm pullin'
Yo, fuck a GTI, this a GTS
Drinks at mine, baby, be my guest
Said, don't read my text
I don't need no stress
[?]
Know we shut shit down when we hit your capital
Shit's gone mad, now, we're international
Gangster on the ball, I can feel the ball
Tried to did the Porsche, I can feel the torque

Yeah, my life's so good that I gotta thank God
BBCC, know we got it on lock
HD TV, might see me on job
Know that money don't stop for livin' life up
Got a big boy Porsche outside the drive
Been [?] more than horny guys
Bit by dip lights doin' forty-five (Yo, yo)
Big body, tectonics, rollin' by

Yo, fly like a phoenix
Fly like a G6
Glide with the keys in
Like I'm a feelin'
High for no reason
Fly for the season
Life of the evenin', time for the weekend
Pull up in a [?], pull up in that fully black
Gully Jack
Pull up like Money Mac
Tell me where the honeys at
Gotta go nuts with the gang
I just wanna party till land

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