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You got to take you some L's before you gone ball

I cash out on bags, used to cash out at the mall

I ran that shit up right in time for the fall

Winter time come, still getting the bags off

The load coming in and it don't got no flaws

I can tell you my next move, I can tell you what I bought

But you can't do it like me, nigga that's where you lost

Had a spot out in Charlotte called the mini loft

I'm flippin' the Za, they think I'm selling dog

Tell a nigga don't play with that bag, get it off

Scared money don't make money, you got to have heart

Young niggas, Sunday school, mama had us sharp