Kunci: Eb major
Verse 1
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Ayy, man, I can't lie, man,
this week been super mainy though
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Enjoy a lil bottle of yac
Verse 2
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My fingertips numb, I been
bagging all night
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I went from coke to the weed and brought
They hear the hunger in my voice shit
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4,000 lights at a real low price
Big rock bezels got played out quick
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Especially when you still take trips,
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they don't work though
I'm back in Nebraska
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like break down this
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I'll be here for a week,
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I got a show on the 5th
Fresno California I'ma be there soon
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The 209 love Bern I'm a real tycoon
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I got a drawer full of prepaid
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phones and roll on
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Stacks of money orders from
House on Hollywood, Calabasas too far
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I'm too hard for the radio,
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I used to move tar
I feel like Joe Pesci I move
around in two cars
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Cats get to beefing, take the shit too far
Verse 3
in a bottle of Priv
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This shit is therapy, I can't bottle it in
They got me waiting on the
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(Waiting on the mail again)
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Waiting on the mail again
the mail again)
I'm tryna drown the pain
in a bottle of Priv
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I can't bottle it in
F#m
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They got me waiting on the mail
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again
(Waiting on the mail again)
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Waiting on the mail again
Verse 4
the mail again)
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They want that old shit tell that lady I'm back
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I went broke got a telly brought
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baby the sack
F#m
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They got me at a dummy address
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just waiting for the pack
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Back in '09, I went crazy with The Jack
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We're OT tripping in Missouri
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Wells (What up Wells?)
Gunshots ringing then
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a young man fell
The whole crowd cleared out saw
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a high- speed chase
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Kansas City get it like we
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do in the Bay
Look I'm back to the basics,
unfamiliar places
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Blue bags wrapped in the black
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an d yellow cases
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Black glove throwaways, I
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The rap game was cool but I
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can't except a lower pay
Guns over Gucci
Drugs over Louis
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Bitches back to setting up
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goofy male groupies
I'm waiting on the mail
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yeah I'm nervous as hell
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I was good a month ago now and now I'm stuck this hell,
Verse 5
I'm tryna drown the pain
in a bottle of Priv
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This shit is therapy, I can't bottle it in
They got me waiting on the
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(Waiting on the mail again)
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Waiting on the mail again
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(They got me waiting on
the mail again)
I'm tryna drown the pain
in a bottle of Priv
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This shit is therapy, I can't bottle it in
F#m
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They got me waiting on the mail
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again
(Waiting on the mail again)
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Waiting on the mail again
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(They got me waiting on
the mail again)
Verse 6
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I don't know how it came back to this
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You know all the work put in,
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I did my best
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But I know what I'm good at too
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It's for the dope game
it's just scared
You already know what time it is,
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