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Know what I'm saying
Got jealous of a nigga or something trying to...
Check it, whole lot of jewely
My time nigga
Trying to surpass me
Real shit
Don't do all that talking nigga
Clams Casino, nigga
A$AP
A$AP nigga, fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Meet me at the fair or something bih
Pew
I say motherfuck you niggas for the hate that you investin'
Fuck police cause he probably wanna arrest me (check it out)
Fuck the prison system, this injustice was ingestive (slatt)
All black tuxes, get the white collars jealous like
All my role models either dead or in the pen
I had no choice to be the nigga that I am
Stuck with bros, stuck the code
'Cede emblem on the fender (yeah)
Couple fans in the hood I got no choice but to vent
Going in front to back
At events, fuckin' packed
With the hits back to back
Where the gas from the back
Gold on gold, platinum plaques
On the road after that (yeah)
She on a pole on a roll, make it clap, bring it back
Real bitches where you at?
Real niggas where you at?
Makin' niggas send a couple real niggas where you at though?
How could I not be negative when I don't trust my relatives?
Niggas want settlements
And bitches want like seven kids
Fuck fake people, I'ma go ahead and address it
Fuck you too just because you never said it
God hate evil, you just blowing all your blessings (A$AP)
Black tux, white collar formal on wedding
Time to divorce (time to divorce)
Line up the courts (line up the courts)
Tuxedo, don't try to support them
Don try to support them
When it start to go off
Come fuck with your boy
I'ma shine through it all
Shina and all
Takeoff, lightyear
Shooting star
Shine and all, shine and
All
To the cathedral, tux like I'm married (Tux on like I'm married)
Don't got a ring on but it feel like I'm married (ring on my finger)
To the cathedral, tux like I'm married (like I'm married)
Know when that ring involved, know that it married
Fuck views and opinions
I'm willin' to die, seemin' to shake off the image
But when I'm inside, pretendin' to smile
I feel the same high from the vengeance
I mean, I know we're both grown, like who are we kidding?
Goodbye to the crack way
The picket fences, kids in the kitchen
'Cause in this world, I feel lost
I'm feeling trapped in my thoughts
I don't know who to trust, just got my word and my balls
This is hell and a ho
I know this the life that we chose
But loving the life that we living
We'll make it in the beginning
Save me the tux
Save me the tux for the ending
Ending