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Yeah I'm going hard, I got so much money but I'm not a star(woah) Yeah, woah, yeah, yeah Yeah, got too many clothes, but I wear the same shit everyday like bro Money coming in on repeat, I'm like Woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah, woah I'm not a firefighter, I cannot save no hoe Yeah, chords by Silo go crazy I got so much money, I could buy your heart out baby And she might be my wife, find another man she get a knife to her head If I get new Gen-5 she'd be dead Come on bro let's spin, I got nеw wheels yeah we can tread And I don't savе no hoes, I got two girls giving me head I got one bitch in my bed, I got two bags over her head ?, yeah nigga, I ain't got shit to say Yellow diamonds, looking lemonade Me and Isaiah, we getting paid She said, This her first time, she's getting laid I'm going crazy, little demon all day And we going up to the stars, we going up to far It's so sad, how we just grew apart Best friends, yeah we from the start And the day, you died it broke my heart Yeah, remember you was up in the Benz, now yo ass up in a hearse (Remember you was up in the end zone) Bad ass, skinny little bitch, tried to put me in the friend zone No, no I don't fuck with haters Yeah, you niggas just be so shit Yellow-Brown like mater And please just stop trying to make them songs No, I will not cater Yeah, music really not for you Yeah I'm going hard, I got so much money but I'm not a star(woah) Yeah, woah, yeah, yeah Yeah, got too many clothes, but I wear the same shit everyday like bro Money coming in on repeat, I'm like Woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah, woah I'm not a firefighter, I cannot save no hoe {BreZay} Yeah, t-two fives don't make a ten Look at my wrist, Ben 10 Fucking with two hoes and they friends Spinning shit like fan, taking flics you a fan Running this shit from the start, pushing this money, I'm from The Ozark Cooking shit, no starch Jump in the car, push start Told her bye, see you later Finish now, save for later Shooting shit, just like a Laker I am Drake, laugh now cry later