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That’s just how it go That’s just how I know I’m comin' through wit' the pressure Look at the way that they test me Ought to pull off in a Tesla All of these hoes gone stress me I know I’ve got drugs in the car Don’t let 'em arrest me I know they comin' for my head You gotta accept me She wanna' caress me Got a cross on my neck like a n*gga a Christian We got a connection All of my diamonds bend light like a prism Swirl gotta' get 'em I gotta' get my n*ggas out prison But I’m so presidential f*ck 'bout a system. N*ggas went Islam Then, I bought a new Presi Look at the hesi. Chopped like Webbie I got a confession. I got a plug that come outta Dresden Pull up in a Lexus You gotta get money to get out depression That’s a suggestion This money’s not passive aggressive Wit' magic protection, don’t take me to jail for havin' possession I got an invention I guess a young n*gga just need her attention What’s with the tension? I’m 22 but I’m runnin' a business Like XXXtentacion, this is how you get rich when you’re having a vision In another dimension Now for commission. Ask for redemption As for forgiveness, you never mentioned that was contentious This is apprentice They gotta', They gotta type it and print this And I gotta tint this with a code named Kentis Yeah Hood n*gga. Never goin' broke Trap n*gga. I do what I want In the trenches. I’m bustin' down bolts Gotcha' b*tch. I been took ya' ho Choppa on me. Cock it, let it go You a b*tch. Hitcha', make ya' fold Stackin' up. Never goin' broke Free my n*gga Drew. They got him in the slammer Runnin' shit. B*tch, that’s all we do Call on plays like I’m Tom Brady, yeah, that’s all I know Got my n*gga, Q, wit' me too and he got the strap If a n*gga want it, we gone hit, X him off the map I’ve been doin' this for so long I can never stop Got some gwap, all up in my pock Ballin' like a rock And my n*gga, Harden, MVP. Goin' back to back Dunkin' on 'em like I’m Giannis, n*gga. All I spit is facts I got Diamonds on my neck. Shh. diamonds on my neck And my wrist. Swear that sh. wet Cop a foreign. Might go get a 'Vette In that Cadi. Ridin' 'round in that Lac And-And I got that sack Matter fact, Key-lo, roll that Thrax Got that gas. Always stay wit' me You tryna' shop? B*tch, ain’t shit free It got a fee and I’m on a spree It got a fee and I’m on a spree You tryna shop? B*tch, ain’t shit free You tryna shop? B*tch, ain’t shit free