| Revolution might be televised
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| But make sure if they do see
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| Them people see my good side
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| Black nigga with intellect
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| 6th grade I was Special Ed
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| 10th grade I was red as shit
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| Lookin' like a nigga just left Japan
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| Well goddamn, now I be the man
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| Now every bitch kickin' with me, and every bitch kickin it with me goin Mia
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| Hamm goin' HAM
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| Every visit to Neimans, I swear don’t even see a tag
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| When you’re reachin' your dreams
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| You got reason to brag
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| Ambition over everything
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| And I never plan on settling
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| And my wish is to have everything
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| And my only fear’s a wedding ring
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| Hopin' that my niggas see
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| Hopin' that these bitches saw it
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| Hopin' when it’s break in here
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| I got he same addition for it
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| Niggas think I’m slippin, niggas is lunchin'
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| Either dumb or smokin' dippers or something.
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| No days off! |
| No days off!
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| Heard they coming for a nigga
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| Bitch I’m Ray Charles
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| No days off!
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| Takin' breaks will leave you broken
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| And we can’t fall
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| No days off! |
| No days off!
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| Heard they coming for a nigga
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| Bitch I’m Ray Charles
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| No days off!
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| Takin' breaks will leave you broken
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| And we can’t fall
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| I used to sleep hungry in a bed next to roaches
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| Now I wake up, play a beat and burn a couple roaches
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| Permanently focused, learning while I’m going
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| And the word most important
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| Don’t regurgitate my sperm
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| Let me work that — no nasty
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| But I’m actually quite respectful
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| But you call a bitch a bitch
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| And real bitches don’t respect you
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| And that’s fucked up
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| But I guess that shit’s just tough love
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| Around my way, I’m cut throat
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| And what I did just ain’t enough
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| Fly shit ain’t not thang to us.
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| 20 somethin', no baby ma
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| Mama want me to go find a wife
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| I’m like sorry ma, this not the time
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| Can’t decide, take em out
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| G’d up, shake it down
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| Weed up, better make a sound
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| Greened up, I’m like De La Salle
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| Higher than high school
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| Mariah tunes and five flutes
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| Or 5'2"hoopers in light shoes
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| Never liked school
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| Reckless when I move
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| Where I from, it get cold
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| Niggas die over shoes
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| Niggas shoot over bitches
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| Bitches get niggas set up
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| Stuck up beat up and wet up
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| That’s why I never met em
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| That’s why forever I love seldom and trust never
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| And fuck whoever don’t put one hundred percent in
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| Nigga |