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Come Around

[Verse 1]

Music loud, driving fast, life is just to good to crash

Speeding racing from the past, took some moments made them last

Hustle just like Money Mitch, now I've found my niche

Authentic hustle, everything I ever did's legit

Fake shit in my rear-view, finally got a clear view

Like when you don't fall into the goopy things that peers do

We mashing, and we refuse to slow down

Push it to the limit while I'm repping for my hometown[Hook x2]

You see me rolling through the city man

I got my pedal on the ground

And I'll be higher than the highest plane

I got no plans of coming down[Verse 2]

Crush the competition, sticking to the mission

Paper in my vision, I just took what I was given

All I know is progress, speeding up my process

And I doubt that there will ever be a day I am not fresh

Cause cleanliness is next to godliness

And this is his work, so it ain't no way I'll be stopping this

I'm popping, bitch, and I hope you're enjoying watching this

Speeding racing, make 'em have to call the cops for this[Hook x2]

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