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  • (Verse)
    Open fireplaces
    Me and my lady back home from a winetasting
    The scene was crazy, millionaires around shades and trades and saying good jokes
    Helicopters choppin as we smoke
    Plottin on the way to get this cash cow roped up and tied down
    Snipers outside, my compound inside
    We pow wow, been doin this for some time now
    Andretti, most slept on, like yo big homie’s couch
    I’m from New Orleans, you get crapped on and X’d out
    And we like damn, we was just talkin to homie
    Stressed, EMS, threw them covers on em
    But them children already seen ya, 3 in the morning
    Woke his whole family up with that screaming (nigh**ares)
    Visions of hits, *****s dyin, livin in *****t
    I’m just writin bout it like in my anxiety
    Call this like 8 ball, corner pocket
    Drop it
    (Verse)
    Real *****s done died over a *****’s lies
    I know my brother will ride if ever but never
    The corporation wrote forever even when I’m down
    Play my *****t and light yo bong, like throws this on
    We family, I’m there for you right or wrong
    They don’t have to get us all the same weight dog
    Tiozine, sun rooftop, the doja in the wind, my men don’t stop
    You know you tryin to get in
    Dippin up the block with a G like him, these is rare events
    To live another way doesn’t make sense
  • (Verse)
    Open fireplaces
    Me and my lady back home from a winetasting
    The scene was crazy, millionaires around shades and trades and saying good jokes
    Helicopters choppin as we smoke
    Plottin on the way to get this cash cow roped up and tied down
    Snipers outside, my compound inside
    We pow wow, been doin this for some time now
    Andretti, most slept on, like yo big homie’s couch
    I’m from New Orleans, you get crapped on and X’d out
    And we like damn, we was just talkin to homie
    Stressed, EMS, threw them covers on em
    But them children already seen ya, 3 in the morning
    Woke his whole family up with that screaming (nigh**ares)
    Visions of hits, *****s dyin, livin in *****t
    I’m just writin bout it like in my anxiety
    Call this like 8 ball, corner pocket
    Drop it
    (Verse)
    Real *****s done died over a *****’s lies
    I know my brother will ride if ever but never
    The corporation wrote forever even when I’m down
    Play my *****t and light yo bong, like throws this on
    We family, I’m there for you right or wrong
    They don’t have to get us all the same weight dog
    Tiozine, sun rooftop, the doja in the wind, my men don’t stop
    You know you tryin to get in
    Dippin up the block with a G like him, these is rare events
    To live another way doesn’t make sense