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[Verse 1: Smoke DZA] Righttttttttt Jet Life. We controllin' the sky Loaded as a motherfucka but I'm re-energized I got my hands on the money, I got my eyes on the prize Dawg you know what this is, no need to question my fly You know I be 'Lo-in' up Doctor dooms lookin' clean as fuck Fly shit, baby, I be on nice kicks, daily I'm a 'Lo store regular, never smokin' that regular Nigga three trippy sticks in, homie high and ahead of ya You already know what this is nigga Gotta get that bread, I got kids nigga Fuck the juice, there too many niggas in my hood go out in a blaze tryna get it like bliz nigga This game for live men, not for freshmen Them JLR niggas got it locked down, no second guessin'