Intro
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[Verse]
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Everybody 'round me sayin' I should relax cause
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I've been goin' hard 'til my eyes roll back but
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All I wanna do is forget about my past and
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Smoke a little weed, really nothin' too drastic
[Verse]
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Any time you see me in a picture and I'm smilin'
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Probably cause I'm faded or I'm chillin' with the fans and
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Not really the type to let a nigga talk back but
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Imma let it slide cause my niggas too violent
[Verse]
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Shoutout to the ones who spend money like a habit
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Even if they had a million dollars, they'd be trappin'
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Got a couple girls shootin' movies on the mattress
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Then I hit the booth, make the motherfuckin' soundtrack
[Verse]
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Then I play it back on the eighty-inch plasma
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Then I get 'em faded off that super fantastic
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Roll that grandmaster, smell it through the plastic
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Nobody can handle me, I'm gone when the shit's too strong
[Pre-chorus]
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The night's too long
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I took too much and I've gone too far
[Chorus]
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And I might not make it
I might not make it
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This time I might not make it
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I might not make it
I might not make it
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This time I might not make it
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I might not make it
I might not make it
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This time I might not make it
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I might not
[Verse]
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Bitches know, told a ho, "It's different strokes for different folks"
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Came up out the north, we was playin' with a different snow
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Took my niggas from the four-one to pacific coast
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We no longer put no fish scale on the fishin' boat
[Verse]
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Listen ho, I know all you bitches want is liquor, smoke (Liquor, smoke)
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I know all you bitches want is dick and dough (Dick and dough)
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Told her, "You don't gotta make it difficult"
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Baby, sit calm, we don't need another episode
[Verse]
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Hippy bitches sendin' me titty pictures
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She told me no religion was the new religion
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She said she don't believe in God but her shoes Christian
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I heard she servin' everybody like the soup kitchen
[Verse]
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Gettin' hoes higher, gettin' hoes higher
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She got work in the mornin', I'm gettin' hoes fired
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Why the fuck you call it purp when you mix it pink?
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You know I fuckin' mix the drinks when the shit's too strong
[Pre-chorus]
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The night's too long
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I took too much and I've gone too far
[Chorus]
Dm
And I might not make it
I might not make it
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This time I might not make it
Dm
I might not make it
I might not make it
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This time I might not make it
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I might not make it
I might not make it
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This time I might not make it
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I might not
[outro]
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