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Artist:Aaron May  Album:Chase  Composer:Melvin Hall 

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God damn, God damn Uh God damn, God damn Yeah God damn, God damn Yeah Yeah, look, aye You got that heat? Boy I came to kill the game you ain't gotta ask twice If you ain't ready for the fame, get up out my lane nigga this the fast life I'm tryna cop a couple chains and a diamond rang shining like a flashlight And have them sayin' "damn that's nice, I ain't never seen nothin that bright" Like, that's right I know you heard about the name you ain't gotta act like it Besides I'm worried bout the deals, making hella sales Tryna get the cash right I wanna eat the type of meals niggas probably still couldn't get at half price And buy a crib up in the hills for a couple mil, did it with my skill Niggas better act right beside me If it's drama there you can't find me Niggas sell they soul you can't buy me I ain't never gettin' on my knees I don't want friends or colleagues Why the fuck you worried about what I eat If a nigga hungry come try me, I got seafood and chinese I serve em like it's nothin' til I'm stuntin' overseas Bitch stop frontin, hoe you know you can't put nothin' over me I'm the hottest fuckin youngin they been bumpin my releases You gon see this, Wavy flow gon' make them sea sick God damn, God damn, God damn, God damn

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