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89 Earthquake
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Mhm Drinkin' this hot water and shit Honestly, these niggas still worry about me man Goddamn shame nigga, step it up, nigga This that ace of spades shit (Man) talkin' numbers on the jet (Damn) Lil' random flight to Vegas, touchdown to a check (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Picked up a round two (Two) order food off the app (Man) 2k for the Denims, somethin' slight, all jack (Numbers) Takin' chances daily, man, you niggas all wack (What else?) Got three cellphones, still never call back Real millionaire shit, might put it in the Benz Write the shit off on taxes (Man) have a five-star dinner (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) man Tell it how it is, mane, livin' how I live, mane Rolls gold piece just to complement the drip, mane Stay up on your toes dog (Uh) make sure the money straight (Good job) From the City of the Fog, '89 Earthquake (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) What's happenin', man, check From the City of the Fog, '89 Earthquake What's happenin', nigga Numbers, good job Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy This that go hard, never quit (Man) flow so adequate (Numbers) Figured how I sell that shit (Good job) I ain't with the settlin' Had to get my mind right, I cut off the petty shit (Keep goin') I don't feel right throwin' ones, niggas this realism (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Nigga tryna block my shine, nigga, I still get it (Man) Really came from that cloth, nigga, I'm built different I ain't takin' no days off,

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