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LyricsAdvertisements And I know the sun will rise with me (huh)And I know the sun will rise with me (huh)And

LyricsAdvertisements YeahYeah Draft day, Johnny ManzielFive years later, how am I the man still?Draft day, A. WigginsFuck that other side,

YeahAll you self promoters are jankyWe established like the YankeesThis whole fucking game thank usWe movin’ militant but somehow you

LyricsAdvertisements YeahThis on some old Tommy Campos Dice Raw shit, you know?For my niggas, though Uh, you underestimated greatlyMost number

LyricsAdvertisements Waited on you for so longToo many days since JanuaryI’m still sitting here aloneWe should’ve did this alreadySaid I

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26 on my third GQ cover Your new shit sound like youDo covers Of all of my old shitOh shit

LyricsAdvertisements Ha, yeah They say that all your old girls got somebody newI said, “Damn, really? Even Rosemary? Even Leann

[Intro: Rick Ross]Tat my name on you, girl, so I know it’s realTat my fuckin’ name on you so I