| Yeah
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| Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
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| 03 (Yeah)
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| Kodak Black
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| We got real troopers out there (Yeah)
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| Don’t get caught wit lil weird niggas not built like me (Yeah)
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| Ya feel me?
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| Get it on your own, get it how you live nigga
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| Them yo kids man (Yeah)
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| These niggas ain’t built like me (Yeah yeah)
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| These niggas don’t keep it real like me (Yeah yeah)
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| Fuck niggas ain’t down to kill like me (Yeah yeah)
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| Oh they don’t feel me, all of sudden want to feel like me (Me)
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| These niggas ain’t built like me (Built like me)
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| These niggas don’t keep it real like me (Real like me)
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| Fuck niggas ain’t down to kill like me
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| Oh they don’t feel me, all of sudden want to feel like me (Uh)
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| Bust that Prada down, my shooter roll the weed (MacMilly)
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| One hand on the wheel, one hand holding the heat (It's on my family)
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| Niggas used to laugh at me, I was walking on my feet’s (Why)
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| I still had them bad bitches, used to buy me all my sneaks (Ay)
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| Some hoes walked past me, used to say I was a creep (Ay)
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| So I copywrote that shit and made a label with some beats (Ay)
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| Did this shit all by myself, this how you make it out the streets
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| I’m not a bitch, a snitch, a hoe, you couldn’t make it out of me
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| My lil hottie count blue hundreds, Poo Poo won the lottery (Ooh)
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| I ain’t trippin if you fuckin, just don’t ever lie to me (The way I do)
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| Yeah I know I’m a lil crazy, like my daddy used to be
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| Every time I’m getting fly, I be like daddy rest in peace (Ay)
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| He in the mirror, and I swear to God he watching over me
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| I’m a real street nigga, I make all of y’all look weak (Everybody weak)
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| 03, every time I say my name I bang my streets (Grape Street)
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| Whatcha done for my lil homies, boy fuck whatcha done for me
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| I ain’t trippin (Oh)
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| These niggas ain’t built like me (On my Crippin)
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| These niggas don’t keep it real like me (On my pimpin)
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| Fuck niggas ain’t down to kill like me (Yeah yeah)
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| Oh they don’t feel me, all of sudden want to feel like me (Ay ay feel like me)
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| These niggas ain’t built like me (Built like me)
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| These niggas don’t keep it real like me (Real like me)
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| Fuck niggas ain’t down to kill like me (Nah)
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| Oh they don’t feel me, all of sudden want to feel like me (Uh)
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| My lil nigga weigh 130 keep it G (Free da mob)
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| Only reason this M40 couldn’t heat (That's on God)
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| Free my lil brother, gotta free my Fucca Flea (Free da mob)
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| No I don’t want these nasty hoes, gon' get them far from me
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| Bitch I’m 100, you can put your trust in me (Put your trust)
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| Bitch I’m 3hunna, but don’t rap with Chief Keef (Shoutout 4)
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| But if I met him, I’d go platinum with Chief Keef
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| The projects in me might go platinum with the teeth (Yeah yeah)
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| Fuck it go gold, match the logo on my piece (Golden Grenade)
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| That’s my company, fuck with the faculty (Golden Grenade)
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| That gold grenade like that lil tank on Master P
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| I’m like Birdman but this a G, this ain’t a B
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| On my Crippin (Crippin)
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| These niggas ain’t built like me (No)
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| These niggas don’t keep it real like me (They don’t keep it real)
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| Fuck niggas ain’t down to kill like me (They ain’t kill)
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| Oh they don’t feel me, all of sudden want to feel like me (Oh)
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| These niggas ain’t built like me (Built like me)
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| These niggas don’t keep it real like me (Real like me)
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| Fuck niggas ain’t down to kill like me
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| Oh they don’t feel me, all of sudden want to feel like me |