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[Intro]
(In the club, might get a little bit of drunk)
—I'm doing good with the cards that I was dealt
I made it work with the cards that I was dealt
b*tch, ain't nobody gave a f*ck about how I felt
And I still asked nobody for no help
And I still asked nobody for no help
Yeah I got here by myself
Put that on my soul, yeah I got here on my own
Yeah I got here on my—
Talk on my bros send them bullets at your dome
n*ggas know I'm on go
I don't even know how the f*ck I'm still alive
Talk on my guys, then we get to spin, take all the lives
She said she wanna be with me till' shе die
Said I'm not that—

[Chorus]
That's my b*tch, who the f*ck you texting?
n*gga, who thе f*ck you testing?
Yeah my shooters slide through, Lethal Weapon
I told my bro "Go and get him"
Matter of fact, nevermind I'll go get him myself
I'm only worried about this money and the wealth
Why you worried about n*ggas? You should worry about yourself
Yeah, I'm doing good with the cards that I was dealt
I made it work with the cards that I was dealt
b*tch, ain't nobody gave a f*ck about how I felt
And I still asked nobody for no help
And I still asked nobody for no help
Yeah I got here by myself
Put that on my soul, yeah I got here on my own
[Verse]
Yeah I got here on my—
Talk on my bros send them bullets at your dome
n*ggas know I'm on go
I don't even know how the f*ck I'm still alive
Talk on my guys, then we get to spin, take all the lives
She said she wanna be with me till she die
Said I'm not that guy
You think you gonna get away with that dumb sh*t?
You must be fried
If a n*gga french and he talking on my gang, turn him into a french fry
If a n*gga say that he got you for life, that is a lie

[Chorus]
That's my b*tch, who the f*ck you texting?
n*gga, who the f*ck you testing?
Yeah my shooters slide through, Lethal Weapon
I told my bro "Go and get him"
Matter of fact, nevermind I'll go get him myself
I'm only worried about this money and the wealth
Why you worried about n*ggas? You should worry about yourself
Yeah, I'm doing good with the cards that I was dealt
I made it work with the cards that I was dealt
b*tch, ain't nobody gave a f*ck about how I felt
And I still asked nobody for no help
And I still asked nobody for no help
Yeah I got here by myself
Put that on my soul, yeah I got here on my own