Intro
Dave East]
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Speedin'
Nym what up
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Harlem
You know
[Verse 1: Dave East]
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Clicquot and Henn in my glass, she po' my drink up
My jeweler flooded some cubans, he told me link up
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Paranoia all in my backwood, I roll that stink up
'Least two grams up in each blunt
Remember wakin' up in the projects like "damn we stuck"
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Take my daughter to Disney cause I ain't get to do teacups
When you broke you get so excited when you get free stuff
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Same ones voted for Trump the same ones that locked Meech up
Scrappy that's my loc from Grape Street, I'm screamin' "free cuz"
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Tangerine big body beamer with the peach cuts
Pateks, Audemars, and Rollies, we ain't tryna see cuffs
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Do a lot for these niggas, it never seem to mean much
Fuck it though, we down in the 4th I'ma pick my team up
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It feel like it's the 4th of July we light the scene up
Freddy never scared me, reality fucked my dreams up
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I'm speedin' through the industry, 'All My Life' - they can't keep up
Think you bout to die that's when you start talkin' to Jesus
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Freeze up all in my pieces, diamonds on all my nieces
Duckin' precints in New York
You could get left, niggas is leavin'
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Lose your life cause you livin'
They can't find a better reason
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I'm timeless every season
Rewind this if you don't believe 'em
[Chorus: Nym Lo]
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I got my foot on the gas they say I'm speedin'
Headed to an early grave well I got reasons
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Every single night I'm gettin drunk and weeded
Only the lord knows how much I need it
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I lost some friends but I ain't never tell their secrets
Soon as I turn my back they mouth is leakin'
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I just wanna sell these drugs all weekend
Middle fingers to the judge and fuck the precinct
[Verse 2: Nym Lo]
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Throw me to the wolves, come back I'm leadin' the pack
2018 7 series Beamer in black
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Remote control park with reclinin' seats in the back
The way I run through hundreds I need to be on the track
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Cause I Husain Bolt through these dollars
Flow Joe through the dough
Michael Johnson through Jacksons
I'm not just rappin'
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Trips to Saks Fifth with that money from under mattress
Cause my daughters want Monclers they send us over from Mackage
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Speedin' through, beamer coupe
Color greenish-blue
Waitin' on Killa Season 2
I'm tryna see what Flea gon' do
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Critics say all I rap about is drugs and vehicles
And all my money missions and exactly how I see them through
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See it's true
All I really talk about is money cause all I wanna talk about is money
You don't hear me though
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Pop some Belly
Rest in peace Delly I love your soul
Just ask God to let me in when it's my time to go
[Chorus: Nym Lo]
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I got my foot on the gas they say I'm speedin'
Headed to an early grave well I got reasons
D
Every single night I'm gettin drunk and weeded
Only the lord knows how much I need it
F#m
I lost some friends but I ain't never tell their secrets
Soon as I turn my back they mouth is leakin'
D
I just wanna sell these drugs all weekend
Middle fingers to the judge and fuck the precinct
[Outro]
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