Twizzy Rich

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[Intro] Ayy, it's all up to me It's all up to me, ayy Oh, ayy, hey [Chorus] (It's all up to me, it's all up to me) Hey First time touchin' a mil', life never felt so real (Real) They tryna be my twizzy, you already knowin' the deal (Whole lotta haters) You sippin' on lil' stretched Wock', bitch, I'm just crackin' the seal (Hey) Gotta pay for a good-ass lawyer, we ain't sittin' in no cell, hey I was just out in La Jolla, I was just shipping some bales, yeah Diamonds on big-boy water, got these bitches straight out the well, uh I tried replacing the X with the Pеrcs, but, bitch, you don't know how that feel (Boot up) [Verse] I just try keeping it real, but I'm always gon' keep it a hundred My bitch did a brand-new favor, shе just be drinking my nut I always gotta dodge all the hate, I gotta dodge the assumptions How you gon' turn to a snitch? Yeah, how you talk shit but you runnin'? I used to be eating noodle-oodles sittin' in the basement with the roaches in it They used to not fuck with the kid, now I'm going up, everybody in my business Said you can't trust me, lil' bitch, I'm a snake, go behind your back and stab it You know it's not shit to go pull out the Wraith, bring it out in automatic I OD on the pills so much, I hired a full-time medic Pull up on my bitch and she eat me like lunch, said I got rid of her headache I could tell real from the fake, we just be having abundance Signin' a deal would just be a mistake, I got my money out of nothing VS1 flawless, all of 'em shine Yeah, told you stop calling my phone, told you stop wasting my time I got a big ol' bitch, she got a big behind I just been sending them packs, I just been making them fly I can't go back on my word, I already said that it's time All of my twizzies is up, bitch, we been next in line And these Yercs, they got me moody, yeah, y'all federal You don't got no money but you judging, call you Judy [Chorus] (It's all up to me, it's all up to me) Hey First time touchin' a mil', life never felt so real (Real) They tryna be my twizzy, you already knowin' the deal (Whole lotta haters) You sippin' on lil' stretched Wock', bitch, I'm just crackin' the seal (Hey) Gotta pay for a good-ass lawyer, we ain't sittin' in no cell, hey I was just out in La Jolla, I was just shipping some bales, yeah Diamonds on big-boy water, got these bitches straight out the well, uh I tried replacing the X with the Percs, but, bitch, you don't know how that feel
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