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[chorus: like]
what you on these days?
sh*t, i be on my own sh*t
grinding to the money n*gga i be on my grown sh*t
hit a n*gga line but i got two cell phones sh*t
took a n*gga’s style you can keep that that’s my old sh*t

[verse 1: like]
that cook up
that uncle ben
that f*cking [?]
don’t f*ck with him
known that since i’m a youngin’ i love to win
i love her high
above the rim
that prison workout right in the jungle gym
my uncle dead
shout out to travis
i’m bout that cabbage
sent out the package
shout out to travis
who banked straight out the mattress
f*ck the federal reserve
where the minerals and herbs
where the generals not herbs
ay, where the women not the burbs
[chorus: like]
what you on these days?
sh*t, i be on my own sh*t
grinding to the money n*gga i be on my grown sh*t
hit a n*gga line but i got two cell phones sh*t
took a n*gga’s style you can keep that that’s my old sh*t
what you on these days?
sh*t, i be on my own sh*t
grinding to the money n*gga i be on my grown sh*t
hit a n*gga line but i got two cell phones sh*t
took a n*gga’s style you can keep that that’s my old sh*t

[verse 2: myke bogan]
i’m in the airport stalling
wishing for a lear
with my five dolla’ charger drinkin’ nine dolla’ beer
made it clear let’s cheers to the moment we chief
new flannel five panel patagonia fleece
and lonely as she
begging for the light to find the watch to gleam on
freshly single need a crotch to lean on
you’ll be probably on me hardly
i’ll be hardly trying to wh0re
i play like buddy holly you’ll be mary tyler moore
i’m on
[chorus: like]
what you on these days?
sh*t, i be on my own sh*t
grinding to the money n*gga i be on my grown sh*t
hit a n*gga line but i got two cell phones sh*t
took a n*gga’s style you can keep that that’s my old sh*t
what you on these days?
sh*t, i be on my own sh*t
grinding to the money n*gga i be on my grown sh*t
hit a n*gga line but i got two cell phones sh*t
took a n*gga’s style you can keep that that’s my old sh*t

[outro: like]
i wake up
i see the sun
i give my thanks
i smoke my blunt
i wake up
another one
i realize
that i’m the one

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