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Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah (Trauma Tone) Chevys on switches Bitch, we smoking weed in it Don't post me in you Yeah, yeah, uh Shit, my music reflect on these fucked up times Or do you fools just want to smoke and ride? Mami, you want me to empower you and boss you up Or just occasionally fuck on you and just buy you stuff? I'ma roll another one 'cause I ain't high enough I'ma go home and switch up cars 'cause I ain't drive enough Survivor's remorse for some homies, I feel I ain't cry enough Truth is there ain't no true homie, they all lying to us You trying to hear my views on the war You just trying to hear me talk about my car Crumbling herb from the medicine jar (Yeah) Playing the stock market from afar Digital fund deposit schemes, who's got the money? Properties bulletproof I snuck Holy Ghost in the church at the Metaverse I believe in something SongtexteMore than stunting 'cause this life is all we wanted Shaping the minds of youngsters just as we once learned from it Shit, my music reflect on these fucked up times Or do you fools just want to smoke and ride? Mami, you want me to empower you and boss you up Or just occasionally fuck on you and just buy you stuff? I'ma roll another one 'cause I ain't high enough I'ma go home and switch up cars 'cause I ain't drive enough Survivor's remorse for some homies, I feel I ain't cry enough Truth is there ain't no true homie, they all lying to us Hidden agendas Industry plants, crash dummies This up-and-coming Intelligence, they switch it to that dumb shit Tempted by the chance of millions Now your rhyming senseless You once had lyrics and integrity But you ain't have no bitches You could have it all without switching It's just gon' take a minute Must instill some patience in these lil' niggas Real bitches waiting for a real nigga Shit, my music reflect on these fucked up times Or do you fools just want to smoke and ride? Mami, you want me to empower you and boss you up Or just occasionally fuck on you and just buy you stuff? I'ma roll another one 'cause I ain't high enough (I don't think I'm high enough) I'ma go home and switch up cars 'cause I ain't drive enough Survivor's remorse for some homies, I feel I ain't cry enough Truth is there ain't no true homie, they all lying to us Yeah, yeah Keeping weed in it Chevys on switches We smoking weed in it, don't post me in your pictures If you can keep a secret, we can always Rule number one, don't talk about it, mane Yeah, yeah, yeah Jet Life, Jet Life Aight, nigga One more, nigga Shit, my music reflect on these fucked up times Or do you fools just want to smoke and ride? Mami, you want me to empower you and boss you up Or just occasionally fuck on you and just buy you stuff? I'ma roll another one 'cause I ain't high enough I'ma go home and switch up cars 'cause I ain't drive enough (Skrrt) Survivor's remorse for some homies, I feel I ain't cry enough Truth is there ain't no true homie, they all lying to us Aus Songtexte Mania