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[MUSIC PLAYING]
[GRILLY] Stop looking at my eyes its annoying...
No I'm ain't high I'm soaring.
All about that cash money.
If my daddy was Baby I would be Zack Morris...
In a cream Maybach on the lean laid back...
Listening to a UGK chorus.
Eightball or JG...
Either way stop biting tyrannosaurus.
Shawty say that her man is boring...
Wanna make love till she starts snoring.
I'm just trying to get mine.
Get up, get up, and then get foreign.
But shawty lets keep it cool.
I gotta fan club you can join.
Lets, lets, blow some clouds, and I 'ma make that cookie storm.
There's no measure on how hard I bring it Jason Bourne.
Haters hating so much a good time I can't even enjoy.
But I long for greatness...
Like fat people wanna get there weight fixed.
Move weight like I weight lift...
These clone imitators they shape shift.
What you know bout working a job?
Nine to five on that day shift...
Eleven to seven on that grave shift...
Get paid and your check ain't much.
But I guess that's life.
So hello world...
I 'ma do you right...
Till your toes curl.
[JOHNNY SPANISH] I turn my melody on...
I turn my melody on... I'm on my way.
Some where beyond...
Some where beyond my mental state...
I turn my melody on, on, on.
I turn my melody on, ah, ah, on.
I turn my melody...
On, on, on...
I turn my melody on, ah, ah, on.
YEAH
[GRILLY] What can I say mane...
I know this games ferocious.
People Claim they real...
But they starting turn yellow like Sammy Sosa.
These folks is played out like the sizzlin or ponderosa...
Say you had that white girl...
Must be talking bout your Jane Fonda poster.
I got these haters hot like plastic that lines Grand mommas sofa.
Thank you y'all gave me drive...
Limo, limousine chauffeur.
Life has its lows and highs...
Six flag rollercoaster...
My bread was low then high...
My grind was bipolar.
I seen my momma struggle and she did it sober.
Being broke better wake you up cause you cannot afford the Folgers.
Wish I was loving Lady Luck and smoking four leave clovers.
Digging deep off in her what... Puffing the sweetest doja.
If you do it right then there's no need to do it over.
I am these haters goal...
But they keep shooting over.
Go ahead and take your shots your percentage o for...
3, 2, 1
OVER
[JOHNNY SPANISH] I turn my melody on...
I turn my melody on... I'm on my way.
Some where beyond...
Some where beyond my mental state.
I turn my melody on, on, on.
I turn my melody on, ah, ah, on.
I turn my melody...
On, on, on...
I turn my melody on, ah, ah, on.
YEAH
[INSTRUMENTAL PLAYING]