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Too many drugs in my body, I'm exhausted (Uh)
I got thugs in the lobby in the club fuck your posse
Fuck with me I leave you sitting in a coffin
Bullets eating up your body, one to the head now you silent
I remember window shopping now I cop shit
So much Gucci in my closet, banded up fuck a wallet
All my fans telling me I should drop shit
Whatchu want I got options, 50 albums in my pocket

I just send them motherfucking here
People scream my name from London to Japan
Codeine sip I don't want no fucking beer
Everywhere I go they know I'm the fucking man
I get so high I will never land
L.A. in the summertime get a fucking tan
But I don't go outside at all
That shit be having my girl pissed off
Sorry I'm antique, but for her love I'm antsy
Everyday wanna get in her panties
Every night in the stu making Grammies
Just gave 50 bands to my mommy
Just gave 10 bands to my aunty
You couldn't do that if you worked your whole life
I know why you're worried 'bout me nigga you don't got your own life
Hollering at my bitch like you ain't got your own wife
They tell me if I take too many of these Percs then I'm gon' die
Fuck it, I'ma pray to god for a long life
Still gon' live a wrong life

Too many drugs in my body, I'm exhausted (Uh)
I got thugs in the lobby in the club fuck your posse
Fuck with me I leave you sitting in a coffin
Bullets eating up your body, one to the head now you silent
I remember window shopping now I cop shit
So much Gucci in my closet, banded up fuck a wallet
All my fans telling me I should drop shit
Whatchu want I got options, 50 albums in my pocket

I just send them motherfucking here
People scream my name from London to Japan
Codeine sip I don't want no fucking beer
Everywhere I go they know I'm the fucking man
I get so high I will never land
L.A. in the summertime get a fucking tan
But I don't go outside at all

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