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    I don't fly no jet
    I flew it to Milan
    I'ma take another Perc
    I'ma take another bar
    I'ma pass every test
    I'ma pass every car
    Got a whole lotta diamonds
    Got a whole lotta stars

    Back in the day, I was swerving
    The motherfucking po'
    Back in the day, I was slanging that shit
    Go home
    Back in the day, I was hating
    Now I think y'all broke
    Now I just pull up the shots
    And I rock out at shows
    Now I get paid 'bout a couple of M's
    For some shows

    Now I had to ride 'round the city
    With a couple of thugs
    Now I had to ride 'round the city
    I'm riding the Rolls
    No, this shit do not feel different
    I'm back in my city
    I'm back in my city, I'm back
    I been flying around the world
    Yeah, I been hopping on planes
    And I do not feel litty
    I need to get litty
    I'm cupping a couple of Percs
    And some griddy
    I'm takin' a motherfucking ecstasy
    Yeah, I'm gon' turn up you bitches
    You gon' suck on this shit
    You gon' suck up, no turning, this willing
    Yeah, yeah, yeah

    Every time I feel like this
    That feel so weird
    Promise nine times out of ten
    You ain't with me, you get stabbed
    Never made enough room
    Same thing, you know I keep a strap
    Promise nine times out of ten
    You ain't ever make it back

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    Got a big dumb watch
    Dumb bitches
    Got a Patek in the back
    Try to watch all my swag
    Tryna take my swag
    How you tryna Jack my style?
    Tryna take this back

    I don't fly no jet
    I flew it to Milan
    I'ma take another Perc
    I'ma take another bar
    I'ma pass every test
    I'ma pass every car
    Got a whole lotta diamonds
    Got a whole lotta stars

    Back in the day, I was swerving
    The motherfucking po'
    Back in the day, I was slanging that shit
    Go home
    Back in the day, I was hating
    Now I think y'all broke
    Now I just pull up the shots
    And I rock out at shows
    Now I get paid 'bout a couple of M's
    For some shows

    Now I had to ride 'round the city
    With a couple of thugs
    Now I had to ride 'round the city
    I'm riding the Rolls
    No, this shit do not feel different
    I'm back in my city
    I'm back in my city, I'm back
    I been flying around the world
    Yeah, I been hopping on planes
    And I do not feel litty
    I need to get litty
    I'm cupping a couple of Percs
    And some griddy
    I'm takin' a motherfucking ecstasy
    Yeah, I'm gon' turn up you bitches
    You gon' suck on this shit
    You gon' suck up, no turning, this willing
    Yeah, yeah, yeah

    Every time I feel like this
    That feel so weird
    Promise nine times out of ten
    You ain't with me, you get stabbed
    Never made enough room
    Same thing, you know I keep a strap
    Promise nine times out of ten
    You ain't ever met the back

    Got a big dumb watch
    Dumb bitches
    Got a Patek in the back
    Try to watch all my swag
    Tryna take my swag
    How you tryna Jack my style?
    Tryna take that back

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