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Wake up in the morning, smoking hella weed,
all I need, is a bad *** to,
roll another blunt for me, *** wit me,
the meanest mc, they call me Richie,
I think that codine and sprite, is finally hitting me.
Goin to the liquor store, time to get some more,
ciroc bottles and full throttles, then we hit the floor,
I don't play with them 9's, i'm only *** 10's,
sippin on some gin, cause all I do is win.
smoking rolled up cigarettes, helps me to forget,
all the problems and ***, and all my regrets,
but I think I lived a good life, no wife,
I never had to go to war, with just an army knife,
nothing's changed, but the game,
it's all still the same, and ima keep rappin,
till im in the hall of fame, so all them haters need to watch what ya say,
cause your gonna be runnin when I come through with an a.k.