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Figurez Made It The way I feel right now, I can not express She pulled me closer, said, "Give me some pleasure" When I hit from the back she make funny expressions On the west they insure all my P's like Progressive I don't let no one charge me on overprotection I'm goin' after rap money, that's the agenda If my dogs actin' funny, you know they attentive Sign to me, I give all of my artists the center Ride with me when these guys out of town in they rentals Niggas hatin' so we keep our heads on a swivel Got it with me and he got his hand on a pistol When he came home from prison, I told him I miss him She's gon' count 'em like sheep so I told her to watch it They pass me that strain, boy, that shit got me coughin' I done ran up the set now the shit got me poppin' And the FP come back it fit right in my pocket I put bread on my work tryna keep it on lock Couple racks on my pinky never go regular Plannin' for months only flight I could take it on Hit every ATM up that's on eighty-five Got there took the bag out for twenty-five Shot at your chest, nigga, you better look alive Took a bale out the pack, so you know it could get live Put extra inside of of the bag, I was chillin' SongtexteEvery alias I get for myself, I'm unlimited My condo is private my BM don't visit it They see me in traffic and they want a pic with me Got a call from a ho, she said, "You got some dick for me?" If you wanna be part of the circle, hit a lick with me Yeah, you get burned if you tryna finesse I could have a nigga burn you for less I love when she fuck me the best Dirty steel put a hole in your chest They love me, my price is the best Got you lined back-to-back on the chest Go to sleep and I wake up to racks Used to sleep with the roaches and rats That's the reason I'm goin' so hard on these tracks That's the reason I run on the racks I ain't goin' back broke, I could never go back These producers ain't wanna send beats to me They were tryna keep all the heat from me Poppin' artists, they ain't wanna feature me And I never complained, had to get my own name Had to start my own wave, now I'm heavily paid All the DJs were holdin' they nuts Try and rob they get shot in the gut Fuck that shit, I ain't wifin' no slut Skippin' school, smokin' weed in the cut IG model, she beggin' to fuck But I'm really not focused on her And the plug, he just dropped me some work Aus Songtexte Mania