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[intro]
(exo)
(dollaz cooked this sh+t up)
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
no indiana, still ballin’
b+tch open up her legs, kinda crazy, we ain’t even talkin’
if anybody want money or somethin’ they need, they don’t even call me
remember i ain’t have no car, they ain’t give me no ride, they left me walkin’
and now i done got my pape’ up
everybody got they hand out, everybody want a favor
my producers even changed ever since i got a label
other than somе p+ssy, this b+tch can’t bring nothin’ to the table
but expеct for me to save her

[verse]
but i can’t save no b+tch, it’s just me and my bl!ck
talkin’ ’bout gettin’ saved, the only thing saved me was my switch
walkin’ ’round the house, used to do the same time, gettin’ blessings out this sh+t
now i got pape’, i’ll still send it if i love you, i ain’t no trick
but i be trickin’ off
now my friends white people, they teachin’ me to play golf
flew her out, i sent my b+tch somewhere past up north
i got on my paper route, but i ain’t young dolph
we tryna walk somethin’ down, we ain’t with the shootin’ up houses
i got power around this b+tch, boy, i can move a mountain
from lithonia, not gwinnett or not no stone mountain
a different life without no doubt, my daughter get allowance
i can’t play with my lil’ girl, she can have diamonds and pearls
f+ck a b+tch, f+ck one planet, baby, you can have the world
f+ck one planet, milan can have the earth
i’ma make up for missin’ time soon as i get back to the turf
the money really don’t mean nothin’, i see you what really hurts
dog still waitin’ on his appeal, like chill, i just popped a perc’
livin’ crazy how a n+gga die, just like the streets, i done seen it first
i f+ck with dog, but i hope we don’t go to war even though he could hurt
they smile all in my face, i ain’t really trippin’, i already seen the smirk
when they smile in my face
extortion the one who told me everybody don’t deserve my sp+ce
talkin’ ’bout rick owens, i had r.i.c.o.s, you didn’t see my case
i don’t give a f+ck where i’m located, ain’t n0body takin’ my place
still gon’ do my job
you don’t know how many car lots i done hit, i was strikin’ in cars
me, b, young mar
breakin’ in cars ’til the sun come up, i ain’t really tryna wait ’til it’s dark
get on the phone with milan, she ain’t payin’ attention, she watchin’ baby shark
ain’t tryna give out the lingo, i refer to her phone, i probably say “hard”
you keep thinkin’ that it’s a game, you keep playin’ ’round, get your stupid ass sparked
shootin’ at a n+gga at night, had to open his eyes, he seein’ the sparks
if you my b+tch and i seem to like you, lil’ mama, i’ll order your whole cart
uh, yeah, i seem to like you, lil’ mama
if you wasn’t here, i’d f+ck jeffrey dahmer
’cause shawty be k!llin’, you somethin’ like osama
it’s somethin’ like them k!llers that’s takin’ you under
that pain take you deep down
they don’t even know lil’ shawty, i flew her from out of town
havin’ her make fifteen+thousand dollars just on one pound
buy a different drum, this a fifteen, this an eight pound
srt the label, one band, we all got one sound
i could speak on five different b+tches, they names all pr+nouns
some of ’em probably get around
[chorus]
no indiana, still ballin’
b+tch open up her legs, kinda crazy, we ain’t even talkin’
if anybody want money or somethin’ they need, they don’t even call me
remember i ain’t have no car, they ain’t give me no ride, they left me walkin’
and now i done got my pape’ up
everybody got they hand out, everybody want a favor
my producers even changed ever since i got a label
other than some p+ssy, this b+tch can’t bring nothin’ to the table
but expect for me to save her

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