G5 Lyrics

[Part I]

[Verse 1]
She watch me make my dream come true
When it's all said and done, it's about you
Sorry 'bout my attitude, I'm focused
I want you to come through, replenish my past
I want you in Chanel, take you out them fabrics
Push your li'l' face all up in that pillow
'Nother nigga trippin', I won't say shit
Each big [?] worried 'bout my neighbors
Each big [?] worried 'bout your friends
They're not my friends, I be fuckin' them hoes
No, I am not [?]
[?]
Nigga be talkin', that shit gettin' old
I'm gettin' paid just to sleep on the floor
I'm gettin' paid, I ain't goin' back broke
I'm gettin' paid and I'm still doin' drugs
I'm gettin' paid and I still ain't got love
I'm gettin' paid and I'm still fucked up

[Segue]
[?]

[Part II]

[Verse 2]
Devil made diamonds, Jesus made G5
God made Percocet, take a pill, come alive
Outside all winter, some boys in this motherfucker
Sorry boys in this motherfucker
Lowlifes count deadmans
Might go blunt, hit raw, man
Know I be on my bullshit
Hundred K for my coupe, bitch
Another hundred on some other shit
You niggas can't keep up with this
[?] white tee
Balenciaga, no A6, no diss to A6
She need a minute [?]
Maison Margiela so therapeutic
[?] so therapeutic
These Saint Laurent so therapeutic

[Guitar Solo]

[Bridge]
You niggas can't keep up with this

[Guitar Solo]

[Outro]
Giovon, give me a call
Let me know what's goin' on with you
You niggas can't keep up with this
Okay, I'll [?]
Let me know, let me
Give me a call back

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