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Sheek Louch
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Obamacare
(feat. Dyce Payne)
(And you say New York City)
Verse 1
Giving out money like a charity.
Fuck diamonds, loyalty got more clarity.
Even though I'm icy, fly with it.
Valet parking a peach Birkin bag holdin' my Larkin.
Is it me ah, they wonderin', is he a lock
The way I'm dressed, Louie sneakers don't belong on the block.
Peace ock, Rollex written on the face of my clock.
Pretty bitches always sittin' on the face of my cock.
Playin madden on a baby iMax.
Smokin', drinkin' liquor nigga, tryna relax.
Money come and go but life got one shot.
So live yours nigga, stop bitchin' what you ain't got.
Hook
From hardwork and suffering
From hustlin' and strugglin'
From comin' up from nothin'
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I made it into something
Being young in the projects, trying to make progress, couldn't find my way out
Couple bullets with no names on it, got my homies laid out
Verse 1
(Yo) face frowned up but not cus I'm ice grillin',
Spillin' tequila shots, white linen party on yachts
I was young though, nappy head nose with the snots
Kinda smart, always knew how to connect the dots
Not sayin that my shit don't stink, I just been through a lot.
So I don't give a fuck what you think.
Conan destroyer looking in the gym.
See a bunch of bottles on the table, yeah God it's definitely them.
Forty five in the car, I don't mean to be troublesome.
You think I'm chewing bubblegum but look it's the gym star.
I made money, bought a house, had kids, made her my wife.
I'm definitely living my life.
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