Original lyrics

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Yeah-eah-eah-eah She's tryna find the words, tryna find this girl But it's so dark, I was under club lights Find this girl, find She's tryna find the words, I'm tryna find this girl But it's so dark, and I was under club lights Call me on my iPhone, I don't pick it up much I've been losin' friends, I don't feel right Four gold chains, gave two to my brothers (two to my brothers) Fame bring pain, but the pain make money (pain make money) Keep it one hunnit, baby girl, what's your number? (Girl, what's your number?) Girls numb the pain and the drugs get me number (drugs get me number) Four gold chains, gave two to my brothers (two to my brothers) Fame bring pain, but the pain make money (pain make money) Keep it one hunnit, baby girl, what's your number? (Girl, what's your number?) Girls numb the pain and the drugs get me number (drugs get me number) Four gold chains, gave two to my brothers (two to my brothers) Four gold chains, gave two to my brothers (two to my brothers) I need four whips, so I can give 'em to my brothers, yeah (give 'em to my brothers) I need four cribs, so I can give 'em to my mother, yeah (give 'em to my mother, yeah) My mom, that's all I got, yeah Four gold chains, gave two to my brothers