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Hey, to my POC Live my life as a thug, until the day I die Live my life as a boss player, cause even getting high Got me tossin', I put the top down Now it's time to floss my ****, keep your head up Make these **** suffer, up in the bins burning rubber The money is mandatory, the **** is for the stress It's criminal lifestyle, you go get the bulletproof vest make sure your eyes is on the meal ticket Get your money, let's get virtual, we don't kick it, old eyes on me Little life is a thug, until the day I die Little life is a false plane, old eyes on me Oh
