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  • feat. 30 and Yank Jones
  • I ain't feelin you nigga, but I'm kind of feelin' your *****
  • .. you nigga, but I'm kind of feelin' your *****
  • Hook:
  • Range new, James true, i risk it, watch too,
  • Range new, James true, i risk it, watch too,
  • Range new, James true, i risk it, watch too,
  • Range new, James true, i risk it, watch too,
  • Range new, James true, i risk it, watch too,
  • Range new, James true, i risk it, watch too,
  • Yeah niggas watch me like fox 2,
  • I'm steady motion and get you pop cool.
  • Yeah, I ain't feelin you nigga, but I'm kind of feelin' your *****, mafia
  • I ain't feeling you nigga, but I'm kind of feeling your *****, whatever
  • I ain't feeling you nigga, but I'm kind of feeling your *****, let's get it
  • I ain't feeling you nigga, but I'm kind of feeling your *****.
  • Made em all now I'm all hill, I will shape the oceans while I sold pills,
  • With this dog deal, we ain't palms, when they ready to start I was on real
  • When they ready to start I was unreal,
  • Making dope here is giving on crib,
  • Wing it down on my motive
  • Lean em hard is a blow here,
  • Had a really car give it slow here
  • Talking and cursing .. had the other purples, now we unreal
  • Sipping sir poppin any boss, taking out of rush, been the gold wind
  • I'm a cold Dean cowboy serving cold .. and white boys that cocaine,
  • Truck is .. don't spoke ...
  • Concrete just search shit, just don't chain
  • The crib I cope in round the chest
  • And then the way out the poor way,
  • Started out with this voice .. I'll cut the work with the..
  • Pants saggin' been dancing, selling gram sacking ain't sort of ..
  • ..traffic .. cake standing, screen poppin and shit slugging,
  • And got the big choppin with the poor thing now that's he's problem,
  • Shoes in my .. told em meet me up at the wall grim,
  • Gave me three for the poor thing
  • And he came back and brought morphine.
  • [Hook:]
  • My new *****es exclusive gain my ex hoe to duices
  • Now my guest room I use it, but my retro abuses
  • Cold closet full of bone poset, .. in use
  • I live fast, get cash, but I sip slow when I'm juicing
  • My bread low with my Cuban work for expo and confusion
  • On my neck she's cooling, roll the deck switchin movin
  • Bust the blue scritch for the true fiz,
  • Range Rover in that new Benz,
  • New crib with the new thing, red nose and blue ..
  • Diamond through checks running through slips,
  • Summer set in his roof crib, ***** jump through the top
  • Where used to be a sun roof it,
  • That's easy come, easy go, easy dozen I'm roothless,
  • No bone thugs got my own drugs, and niggas know i ain't broozin'
  • On the play ground I was joking, if I pull it out then i'm shooting
  • With that trade palm, no hooping, In the H time no Houston
  • Got to pick up took a big loss, had to break it down and recoop it
  • No my benz, no white flags, no pitch triddies and no true
  • Hook:
  • Range new, James true, i risk it, watch too,
  • Range new, James true, i risk it, watch too,
  • Range new, James true, i risk it, watch too,
  • Range new, James true, i risk it, watch too,
  • Range new, James true, i risk it, watch too,
  • Range new, James true, i risk it, watch too,
  • Yeah niggas watch me like fox 2,
  • I'm steady motion and get you pop cool.
  • Yeah, I ain't feelin you nigga, but I'm kind of feelin' your *****, mafia
  • I ain't feeling you nigga, but I'm kind of feeling your *****, whatever
  • I ain't feeling you nigga, but I'm kind of feeling your *****, let's get it
  • I ain't feeling you nigga, but I'm kind of feeling your *****.
  • I hit the p**sy so outcold now told the hoe to get out more,
  • Two *****es talking that out door when I'm getting up of this high droll
  • My eyes too skils is pop dough, i got six bros of my time hoe,
  • Hell yeah, I'm up in the shorty, i bend it over I'm in the shorty
  • I was a young nigga under thirty though
  • Put in my head i'm stacking forty
  • F*cking i'm getting them birdied for
  • I hope they talking under thirty
  • I was bad late was getting money slowly
  • Got money .. got hoe sales,
  • And drop it to my hotel, at Ak's my own bell
  • Can't play a nigga for the ***** type
  • On his white right here is the finish type
  • Her H ..it was day time, them hoes is gone by midnight
  • My coop clean and my wrist bright,
  • My pocket all and my ***** type,
  • My life good deposing, and who we all long,
  • So let's ride i, man
  • [Hook:]

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