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[Produced by V12 The Hitman] [Verse] First thing when I wake up I say my prayers then I blaze up A plate of breakfast that my girl chef'd up Morning pretty with no makeup, yup Now that I'm woken, I'm smoking, layered my body in clothing Chevrolet doors open, Forgiatos rolling On the interstate like niggas was shooting at your homie Zooming in and out of lanes, booming a lil UGK Got both my phones with me, hit me if it's 'bout some cake Soldier about-face, I'm colder than ice age I'm polar, I'm frozen, I'm golden, my name say That I'm all about my money, put some racks up every day In the studio get Pluto high, we lay tracks every day Mucho loot though, if you grind for it, mane Get some shine for ya mane But that money just ain't gonna wait around for ya, mane Tell your bitch to roll up something if she ride for ya, mane Otherwise you gotta kick that ho off side of ya, mane Tell them niggas that you with ain't no more crying 'bout it, mane Planning, never taking action, pocket full of lint Wondering why this shit ain't happen, homie that don't make no sense Niggas on this side be stacking, every tape a brick And we treat this shit just like it's trapping And I'm getting rich, you can tell from the strength Of the scent, of what I just lit but I would never pass it First thing when I wake up I say my prayers, then I blaze up Get dressed sharp as a razor And then it's back to getting cake, bruh [Outro x4] Oh mary, mary, mary
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