Emiliana, it's been so long since you texted me
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I finally took a break and now I feel like I'm on ecstasy
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You say what my work means to me will one day be the death of me
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They tried to kill me once, but, darling, you just resurrected me
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Reach me, baby
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Call my phone and say you need me, baby
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I'm so green, you gotta teach me, baby
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From Vancouver, you a B.C. baby
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Pull up Maybach, beep-beep, baby
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And my shit came with the heat seats, baby
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Swear my label gotta free me, baby
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Blow on me just like some green tea, baby
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Ayy, ayy
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Ayy, buried alive, someone come dig me up
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If I call up your shawty right now, she pickin' up, yeah
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You boys got big off my name, that's big enough
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We know how you OGs rockin' already, my nigga, the jig is up
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They say the truth will set you free
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Well, mine is gon' stream while you watch in HD
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They say that karma could take an eternity
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Yours is droppin' the same night as me
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Funny thing is that they ain't gon' compete
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You gon' get yours while I'm doin' me
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You gon' get yours while I'm doin' me
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(Ayy, Janice, shut the f*ck up)
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Reach me, baby
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Call my phone and say you need me, baby
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Thought they had me in a deep sleep, baby
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I'm still scorchin' hot in these streets, baby
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Pull up Maybach, beep-beep, baby
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And my shit came with the heat seats, baby
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See-through shirt, I get a sneak peek, baby
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Blow on me just like some green tea, baby
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Ayy, ayy
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Tired of all of y'all tellin' me niggas is real, pussy, I know when it's real
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You only come home to pose and pop off a look, but you forgot how it feel
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Chi-town, poppin' a pill, go on a drill, lookin' for someone to kill
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White kids listen to you 'cause they feel some guilt
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And that's how your soul gets fulfilled
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Handin' out turkeys on camera inside of your hood
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Then you go back to the hills
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How many houses you build?
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How many souls did you heal off the back of your deal?
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Difference between niggas gettin' you out of your deal
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And lettin' you out of your deal, damn
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Against your will, how many new names do you got on your will? Damn
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How many more times is y'all gon' keep callin' it soft when it's silk? Damn
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How many more interviews y'all gonna do just to get Ice to chill? Damn
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They tryna cover it up like a quilt
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'Rari go skrrt on a boy like a kilt
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Kept it a hundred on paper like Wilt
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Trickin' it off on her, payin' her bill
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That's just how I do the sauce and the spill
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These hoes know how I pop it for real
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These hoes know how I pop it for real, yeah
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Yeah, yeah
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I made way too much in a week
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Must be 250 at least
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Like the money just grew off a tree
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Like the money just came in for free, for real, yeah
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MRI machine scannin' my knee
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Like how long you been runnin' the streets? For real, yeah
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She just text me, like, "Oui, oui, oui, oui"
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We in Paris like two hundred deep, for real
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And I went bought a whip for my brother
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Same body, but two different colors
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And I might just tell Ky, "Get another"
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Small price 'cause he kept it one hundred
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And I might book a flight out to London
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(Ayy, Janice, shut the f*ck up)
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