You know me, take it slow. We fly higher, to the show. When we get there, you will know. Since we’re ballin, that’s fasho. Hard to tell, whose a foe. Since people, are so low. When I move, have my doe. Don’t ever, tell me no. Take it back, time to go. I’ll be leaving, them like woah. Yeah that’s me, don’t you know. You make it rain, I’ll make it snow. Keep them yelling, Lil Gin-O… In it all, I found my flow. If I’m hurt, won’t let It show. In the end, I’ll still grow. Must stay strong, this time I glow.

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