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tyllionaire - forex outlaws lyrics

my lifestyle crazy, money on lazy
if its movin’ fast then we never checkin’ paces
chess strategies playin’ gambits replacin’
don’t mind the bases, runnin’ through the cages
if i switch lanes just remind me tie the laces
chuck taylors on while i get my hair braided
i used to rock gucci, and if i need to staceys
playin’ with the wrong poker face a get ya face lift
don’t be mistaken, we gone raise the stakes
take ya b+tch from you make her sl+t and give her facials
she a never tell ya cuz she enjoy all the places
i don’t cash out on hoes, i’m too sp+cious
make her pay a fee for the d, i’m too playa
you don’t understand the roof of a trailblazer
run into a boss its forex a bold statement
and when we check the statements
you gone have to air ya whole house out with the sage lit
big money attitude, box of blue faces
have ya pick ya nose off the ground if its scr+pin’
keep a biscuit hot on ya neck in case of changes
lil n+ggas want they respect we on stages
my lifestyle dangerous, trade or die mangling
never mingle with the wrong crowd star spangled
locked in with ya b+tch for the night we entangled
this a ensemble, its not for the faintless
say ya want trouble, im in the 4th quarter like the nba bubble
i heard ya lil sl!ck shots ha! but if we pop back you get hit with the stainless
now its noodles on the concrete ya man lookin’ brainless
thought it game like we playin’ playstation
open up ya dreamcast and sweep it under bakeries
fire up the oven toaster struddle hear the cases
ion know the team on vice so don’t say sh+t
heres’ a lil word of advice for rose vases
if you knock it over then you probably gone replace it
ashes fallin all in ya lap so don’t blame me
fire sparkin’ all at ya face til you nameless
forget the feature you had in mind but im jaded
nasp+ck rolled in a blunt we gone blaze it
puff the smoke right at ya face so you taste it
lights pullin up to the spot know you made it
primetime occurrences life is too wavy
we just move and go on the hunt i luke flame it
and we can keep it cordial or you can sue baby…
pursuit of happiness in a drought so we trade it
pursuit a keep ya ass out the house but who stay in
hopped off the porch like a man, i been racing
hopped in the porsche and i dipped from old places
want me just to stay in a room with old ladies
never had the will just to sit so just face it
pickin up game on the road that’s life baby
she gone text me all too late, i misplaced it
gone hop into a new b+tch if you playin’
ion trust a girl from anyway what you sayin’
mix and match these girls i’m rich, i replace em
if she gone be about bread, i might taste it
checkin’ out my options in life, i might weigh it
open up the garden of eden its too tasty…

- tyllionaire lyrics

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