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Gimme that, gimme that, gimme that peep, nigga Gunna season, nigga They say they never call, like gunning, you never home A diamond up in the rough like papa of Rolling Stone I got me some rolling papers, I take a shot of Patron Tell J easy, I'm coming, let's take a shot at the throne I handle like Carry Irving won't take me out of my zone I'm dancing like'I'm breaking out of the dome Frustration when it occur, I take it out on a song Take time away from my daughter to settle the drugs Damn, it's getting darker tryna dodge an early craving Tryna survive where I reside, getting higher, early stages Still he fly, hitting the women' Nigga, we faded, nigga, we faded Trigga soldier, nigga, we made it, nigga, we made it Taking over, back and travel over the world All for daddy's little girl, set her off for when she grow So when I go, just let it blow Aus Songtexte Mania