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I’m riding down the 4th with a gun on my hip

So high you can’t see me, all the smoke in my whip

That’s on god, bout to stumble I can’t walk in this bitch

Oh god, I’m so fucked up I can’t walk in this bitch

I keep on popping percocets, I think I fucked my liver

Some niggas paid me for some verses, but I never sent em

These niggas asking for favors and I never listen

I’m trying to make a lot of money saving for my children

A million dollars in my bank account now that’s fulfilling

They in their feelings, niggas mad cause I don’t feel em'

Well fuck your feelings bitch I’m trying to drop my roof no ceilin'

My niggas barking off the leash, they off the roof to

These niggas popping on twitter but be so defenseless

My niggas catch you in the trenches, we gone spilt your wig and

My niggas pull up with the semi aim it at your children

Don’t give a fuck about your grandma nigga deal wit it

I’m riding down the 4th with a gun on my hip

So high you can’t see me, all the smoke in my whip

That’s on god, bout to stumble I can’t walk in this bitch

Oh god, I’m so fucked up I can’t walk in this bitch

I’m riding down the 4th with a gun on my hip

So high you can’t see me, all the smoke in my whip

That’s on god, bout to stumble I can’t walk in this bitch

On god, I’m so fucked up I can’t walk in this bitch

Aight, let me hear that back

420 Tiesto!

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