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SUGAR (feat. Dua Lipa) [Remix]

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Ian Simpson/Imondre Goss/Daniel Dewan Sewell/Russell Boring/Romil Hemnani/Jabari Manwarring/Jared Scharff/Jeremy Ruzumna/Joseph Karnes/Stephen Feigenbaum/Vasant Sundaresan

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Ian Simpson/Imondre Goss/Daniel Dewan Sewell/Russell Boring/Romil Hemnani/Jabari Manwarring/Jared Scharff/Jeremy Ruzumna/Joseph Karnes/Stephen Feigenbaum/Vasant Sundaresan

Who let the dope boys out Thank God you let me crash on your couch Who's my God that I’m prayin' to now Early two-thous, they tried to jump me in, Latino protection Any direction, you gave me your blessing Texan, I text him, I told him I got him Told him I made it to Hollywood, all it took was a summer to fail A platinum record not gon' keep my Black ass out of jail Truth prevails, this is real, miss my brother I love my mother, drove all the way to Cali’ just to check up on me Made her go home, felt the virus Web of life is my weave, false dreams stripped by silence Deals thеy had us sign; for years, it had me blind Think I had to hit rewind and think about why I do shinе Got my cousin doin' time, he was barely pushin' dimes My whole family cursed, now get the fuck out my ride —ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide, yeah, I Nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin', nothin' Now, get the fuck out my ride —ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide, yeah, I (Get the fuck out) Fuck with me, give no shit, guess my ignorance is bliss Now get the fuck out my ride —ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide, yeah, I Nothin’, nothin’, nothin', nothin’, nothin' So get the fuck out my ride —ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide, yeah, I If a killer say shit, then get these motherfuckers— (Get the fuck out) Live from the gutter, blood like red paint spills You niggas ain't alpha, you're incels You normies ain’t a part of the script, doxx your house with crips Pop shit, now you got content, constant Where to begin? A veteran with medicine pen Let 'em all in, treat 'em like they next of my kin Checkin' your chin way before the record begin Niggas blow a lot of smoke like they breath in the wind Ain't no pretend, tell you how it is, how it go What do you know, when you start escapin' your soul White on the street, walking the beat like Abbey Road Truth be told, no such thing as "real nigga mold" Through the lights, camera, action, glamour, glitters and gold Unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe No peace on the street, so I'm clutchin' my heat Gotta watch for these savages roamin' the street (Go) I- I float (Go) I'ma see ya when I do Now get the fuck out my ride —ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide, yeah, I (Yeah, nigga, we back up in this thang) Now get the fuck out my ride —ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide-ide (Yeah, new machine) They said I'd never, ever see the sunlight (Tell 'em) I thought I'd never, ever see the sunlight They said I'd never, ever see the sunlight Sometimes, it drives me crazy (Look at the sky!) This all I got for you (Niggas!) That sunlight, it'll drive you crazy What is God to you niggas (Goddamn, motherfucker, ugh)
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