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454 - category 6 lyrics

[verse]
the way them forgis spin, it look like category
lil’ bruh got f&n’s, he finna write a story
i’m dreaming ’bout the bentley at the house like cory
i jump off gta, forgot to save the story
and since i was a jit, man all i want was foreigns
i’m jumping out the gym, i’m finna pour up orange
i’m checkin’ ’bout my money n+gga, where my porridge?
that gen five monumental, turn that boy to orbit
this life sh+t detrimental, everyday a horror fl!ck
and it’s something ’bout material, i just love the lure of it
out in houston dropping [serious?], feel like robert horry
[’bout to roll that?], and i pray to god i hope this motor fit
look at the top and it wasn’t no limit, riding ’round [to?] see murdеr sh+t
and i pinched one off the еnd, i hope them boys ain’t notice it
[casa?] naked florida [rich?], i still pay my publicist
ain’t nothing like being florida rich with a big ass crib on the publix
some of these tips i learned quick, it’s evidence the street’s a [meal?]
some of my n+ggas ain’t get no chances, they got k!lled in prison deals
walk around locations and a reservation for two
n+ggas infiltrating, but i know they want you
riding in the latest, but i might go back to school
i got money from the 80’s, how you know i’m living true
overrated, basic for a b+tch who come without the clue
get the [slizzer?] on the daily, she wasn’t liking how i move
[life gon’ break a promise?], it’s a type you cannot choose
i’ve been kicking it with thomas, that’s my n+gga till it’s through

- 454 lyrics

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