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Give it up Fuck it up Makin' choices Get the report when the game's fuckin' over I'mma getting up when the shit coming closer Lookin' like a cold 32 with a bruise No limit, runnin' to the edge find a way Aesthetic, makin' lot effort for the gram Everybody tryna role-play all these persona the don't fucking have, yeah Fuck it up, kiddos live it up Give it, fuck it, next Give it up, fuck it up, next Give it, fuck it, next Give it up, fuck it up, next Get done go to the next round Make one then I make guap Get done go to the next round Make one then I make guap Clock turning 10 PM, good morning it's a new day Sip a cup of water, better prevent firefighters Oh shit, nowadays people changing Yeah, it's life, everything always ballin' Do nothing in the ring means letting them stepping for free on your skin I just wanna take a break Get lost in the jungle Our home ain't no temple Go broke find a color, no shit is forever There's no a tomorrow, all now J.I.D, S.I.K, mothefuckin' C.O.R.D.A.E One day gonna take a dinner with these real OGs I'mma do me and wait until shits get real Give it up Fuck it up Makin' choices Get the report when the game's fuckin' over I'mma getting up when the shit coming closer Lookin' like a cold 32 with a bruise No limit, runnin' to the edge find a way Aesthetic, makin' lot effort for the gram Everybody tryna role-play all these persona the don't fucking have, yeah Fuck it up, kiddos live it up Give it, fuck it, next Give it up, fuck it up, next Give it, fuck it, next Give it up, fuck it up, next Get done go to the next round Make one then I make guap Get done go to the next round Make one then I make guap Molly other shit I ain't need no nothing Enjoy the fear and the tension I living negative Live in the city, run run then stop Let's have some cups of coffee I've been into writing lately Here I wrote a little poetry Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers A peck of pickled peppers Peter Piper picked If Peter Piper picked a peck of picked peppers Should I worry 'bout these mumble rappers? I been thinking more than I living Money looking matter most doesn't make a living Queue for a gate nobody never ever gonna make it Waiting for the dust "Yo, bitch what you want? You be dreaming" Give it up Fuck it up Makin' choices Get the report when the game's fuckin' over I'mma getting up when the shit coming closer Lookin' like a cold 32 with a bruise No limit, runnin' to the edge find a way Aesthetic, makin' lot effort for the gram Everybody tryna role-play all these persona the don't fucking have, yeah Fuck it up, kiddos live it up