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1:25

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1:25

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It's 1: 25 baby and guess what we up doing

Get money then you die my nigga

Ain't really that much to it

A lot of people have big plans

I'm just the one that stuck to it

A nigga tryna drive what Baby driving

Shit, I'm tryna do what Puffy doing

I feel like the guy in Crush Groove

My whole life is like Crush Groove

How things been since I left?

I know these niggas now have very little respect

That's why I came back to get you up out that dress

And that was kinda direct but what else would you expect

You can buy cars, big condos and jets

Handguns and techs, you'll never get no respect

She walks in the room kisses me on the neck

Sits down on the couch like I'm tryna have sex

Two months later her stomach it feels upset

Took a pregnancy test shook her head and was yes

Never meant to happen hoping it turns for the best

Whatever the outcome I'm always gone have regrets

I am not Jody you are not no Yvette

'Fore charges get pressed I'm a go head and step

If you getting money niggas gotta connect

And I never smoke stress or wanna fuck w my ex

It's 1: 25 baby

Excuse my language but I done been through some shit

One thing I knew is I never was finna quit

Build a foundation it take time to get rich

Instead of can tuna I'm a fuck with this shrimp

Get a nice car hit it off with some tint

And every time I see my girl I hit her off with some rent

I talk to the kids hit em off with some sense

Don't talk to police you might get somebody pinched

Never give a inch life can go in a flinch

Don't day you got a gun when niggas know it's a wrench

Hanging out with me feels like an event

And I hit it one time she said, "Yea, I'm convinced"

I know it's getting late but I ain't feeling content

So I'm a pick this lock till I hear it go click

Tryna get my chips and stay away from you simps

If you happy being you I fuck with you on the strength

It's 1: 25 baby

You know, just living the way I was always meant to

Ain't no coincidence, you work hard, you get what you deserve then you die

The rest is up to you and how you spend it is up to you

Tomorrow ain't promised for none of us

That's why we pop champagne today!

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