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I wanna talk to all you addicts out there That's got yourself a great big Jones An' you have tried all the methadone An' you just can't leave that heroin alone I wonder, have you tried Dope just touched down, I'm so grateful Numbers so low, bitch, be thankful They say don't let the money change you That's how we know money ain't you Bitch, I been had, bitches been bad We buy big boats, bitch, I'm Sinbad Downright sinful, bitch, we been full All my dopeboys, we like kinfolk BMore burnt spoon, DC glass pipe VA sent bales, 'bout that trap life Blew through thousands, we made millions Cocaine soldiers, once civilians Bought hoes Hondas, took care children Let my pastor, build out buildings Rapped on classics, I been brilliant Now we blend in, we chameleons, ahh! Never have I been locked up in a world of misery I need you darling to set me free Come back baby, just find me one more time Letras de cancionesOoh baby, I'm 'bout to go out of my mind I can't— Who else got the luxury to drop when he want cause nobody else can fuck with me? What a show off Nigga wrist for wrist let's have a glow off Fuck it, brick for brick let's have a blow off If we go by connections made I can still climb ladders when complexions fade (yugh) White on white that's the tester Black on black that's the Tesla See these diamonds in this watch face? All that shit came from pressure They don't miss you 'till you gone with the wind And they tired of dancing like a Ying Yang Twin You can't have the Yin without the Yang my friend Real niggas bring balance to the game I'm in (yugh) Can't escape the scale if I tried, interstate trafficking's alive Push Never have I been locked up in a world of misery I need you darling to set me free Come back baby, just find me one more time Ooh baby, I'm 'bout to go out of my mind I can't— Still fresh off the boat niggas Don't make me super soak niggas Your life ends up a quote nigga The good die young, all dogs go to heaven It's really just momma's falling out on the reverend I play musical chairs with these squares Rich flair before they was Ric Flair's Cocaine concierge, longest running trapper of the year Stood the test of time like Dapper Dan Season my sauce like Zatarain's Is he still in the caravan? (no) It's a mill in in the caravan? (whoa) Richard Mille on a leather band (whoo) Behind the wheel like an ambulance (go) On my way up to Maryland Never have I been locked up in a world of misery I need you darling to set me free Come back baby, just find me one more time Ooh baby, I'm 'bout to go out of my mind I can't— Come back baby, just find me one more time Ooh baby, I'm 'bout to go out of my mind I-I can't— From Letras Mania