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Lk, nigga (oh) There's no cap in here, nigga (Zerby), yeah, yeah This that drank talk I'm in the studio sweating hard, I took my shirt off Got fifty thousand in my pocket, 'bout to count it all Look to the sky and I thank God I ain't a dirtball Let it sink in I'm going hard, I'm pouring lean, I'm in the deep end They try to judge me, always tell me I be tweaking But deep down know they hate themselves and that's the reason I can't believe them, I'm just my own breed I did this shit all on my own, I'm talkin' 'bout lonely And rest in peace to speaker knockerz, long live homie He tried to dap me up, ain't know I had it on me (huh) These niggas phony (huh) I know I I know I got a different style I know you wanna come over and just stay a while I know I be too high, I'm steady walking on the clouds I know you wanna see me, but I'm running up the miles I'm coming back for you shawty, I'm coming back I'm coming back for you shawty, I'm coming back I smoke a lot of weed, be forgetting where I am at I do a lot of drugs, I am sorry, but that's the facts This that drank talk I'm in the studio sweating hard, I took my shirt off Got fifty thousand in my pocket, 'bout to count it all Look to the sky and I thank God I ain't a dirtball Let it sink in I'm going hard, I'm pouring lean, I'm in the deep end They try to judge me, always tell me I be tweaking But deep down know they hate themselves and that's the reason I can't believe them, I'm just my own breed (breed) Hol' up, I just took a hit before the verse (oh, yeah) Rappers say they coming for me, put 'em in a hearse (oh, yeah) I came up out the grave, so I swear this is just rebirth (let's go) Try to play a nigga, I'ma show you who I am (uh-huh) I never gave a fuck, I feel like I am killer kam (uh-huh) Nigga try me, he gon' find his body in the dam (he gone) Thought he was my nigga, but I knew he was a fan (oh) I was on a trip, I was going out my mind I was overthinking, I was tryna take some time She say she wanna fuck, I send them chills down her spine This that drank talk I'm in the studio sweating hard, I took my shirt off Got fifty thousand in my pocket, 'bout to count it all Look to the sky and I thank God I ain't a dirtball Let it sink in (okay) I'm going hard, I'm pouring lean, I'm in the deep end (let's go) They try to judge me, always tell me I be tweaking (let's go) But deep down know they hate themselves and that's the reason (oh, no) I can't believe them (oh, no), huh, I'm just my own breed (oh, no) (Oh, no)