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Keep my hands clean, got some hittas moving sheisty

Ask me if I’m rollin’ with some Gucci, bitch I might be
It’s very unlikely my wrist ain’t looking icy
Charging by the minute 'cause my time is very pricey

Yeah, I be where the bosses be

Judging from my vibe, you can feel it in my energy
Stacking paper steadily so I can live in luxury
Looking in the mirror, I thank God for what I’m about to be
You beefing with my enemy does not make you a friend of me
Girls so weird, stay clear, I’m living drama free
Never living comfortably, got a lot of goals to meet
My team is trying to eat so we grinding 'til our mental bleed
You tryna get a bag of weed? I’m tryna get a bag a week
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