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always going forward like a bullet, fuck what's behind me, i don't live in the wind, and they say jealousy's a female trait, but for some reason i always feel it for men, my homie is hard out to me over a few blunts and a bottle of hen, never changed my day one, still hang with niggas i hung with when i was ten, these rappers ain't my friends, they just rappers, we wasn't tight before and probably won't be after, but since we in the friendistry, we calling music industry, i'll probably be cool with niggas 'til i don't have to, that's just the nature of the game, what i'm a fuss for, i already know what i signed up for, made more than i ever thought i would but tryna touch more, is that greed or dedication, this the shit i be facing when i look in the mirror, but y'all don't hear me though, i got a cloudy mind but shit on niggas clearly though, been nice since forever and a year ago, but now it's less about the rhymes and more business though, y'all still don't hear me though, i know chicks that a set you up for some shoes and some shots, i know lil' niggas with guns bigger than the cops, i know lil' niggas with guns bigger than the swats, listen to lil' durk, ready to die like big pop, you ask why, we ask why not, my niggas going back to extortion if i flop, man of my words, stand tall like a high top, my man don't fuck with you, i don't fuck with you, that's how i rock, i don't go to church much, but i pray dearly, cause i don't ever wanna call for help and jesus fail me, i'm on a path to greatness, haters tryna derail me, but i'm the shit, you gotta smell me, millz, me and you, your mama and your cousin too, rolling down the strip on, coming up, slamming cadillac doors, me and you, your mama and your cousin too, rolling down the strip on, coming up, slamming cadillac doors, me and you, your mama and your cousin too, rolling down the strip on, coming up, slamming cadillac doors, me and you, your mama and your cousin too, rolling down the strip on, coming up, slamming cadillac doors