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Correct Still At It Lyrics
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Correct Still At It
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Yellow paper, legal pad Blueprinting these criminal plans So simple in the right hands Should it go cool as a fan Long as we keep it in the fam Grinding with outsiders will only divide us Providers with more problems Cops wanna see me locked in, bars Concrete but only palm trees surround me My rollie heavy, my shirt light Let me roll back my sleeves, let my diamonds breathe Serenade the night Sung that bitch to sleep Woke up next to me And figured she was still up in them dreams Dirty money, keep them whips clean Coupes for the whole team Yellow paper, legal pad Blueprinting these criminal plans So simple in the right hands Should it go cool as a fan Long as we keep it in the fam Grinding with outsiders will only divide us Providers with more problems Cops wanna see me locked in, bars Concrete but only palm trees surround me My rollie heavy, my shirt light Let me roll back my sleeves, let my diamonds breathe Serenade the night Sung that bitch to sleep Woke up next to me And figured she was still up in them dreams Dirty money, keep them whips clean Coupes for the whole team Lyrics is on a triple beam Another tape, another key A frozen eskimo ain't cold as me Nigga, come to me Still at it, Jet Set mathematics In the city of Saints, stunners and gun clappers Still at it, Jet Set mathematics Still at it, Jet Set mathematics In the city of Saints, stunners and gun clappers Still at it, Jet Set mathematics Still at it, Jet Set mathematics Still in traffic, sports cars doing magic My doors open backwards My homegirl an actress Silver screen bad bitch She brought her homegirls through We call that batting practice I'm in the matte black six 100 Benz mashing Interior filled with gases And bitch, I'm never passing Music is the crankest Moving like them (?) I put two in You best believe I'm bringing four Bag bitch huh Still at it, Jet Set mathematics In the city of Saints, stunners and gun clappers Still at it, Jet Set mathematics They mad, they just lookin' at us, stackin' Still at it, Jet Set mathematics In the city of Saints, stunners and gun clappers Still at it, Jet Set mathematics Gettin' money, you just lookin' at us While we stackin' Can't even mask your madness can't even hide your sadness
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