| You might think you know me
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| I was just like you, step in my shoes and shit get lonely, oh
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| Swear I was that dude that had no clue this shit was for me, oh, oh
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| But this shit ain’t nothin' new, these niggas phony, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
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| Sweet life, Zack and Cody
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| I know he on deck and he gon' step 'cause that’s my brodie, oh
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| We fuck up a check, let’s make a bet, you gotta show me, oh, oh
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| Now you know I never left my fuckin woadie, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Like how did my lifestyle get so lavish?
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| Now a nigga mad rich, pop out with a bad bitch
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| Pipe down, you ain’t made it off that rappin'
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| Got your peoples laughin', know your ass be cappin'
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| What’s happenin'? |
| Baby, I ain’t swaggin' like no average
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| I’m trappin', baby, I was packin' with the package
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| I’m taxin' any goofy nigga that be gassin'
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| I’m stackin' and you would never tell 'cause I ain’t flashin'
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| You might think you know me
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| I was just like you, step in my shoes and shit get lonely, oh
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| Swear I was that dude that had no clue this shit was for me, oh, oh
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| But this shit ain’t nothin' new, these niggas phony, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
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| Sweet life, Zack and Cody
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| I know he on deck and he gon' step 'cause that’s my brodie, oh
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| We fuck up a check, let’s make a bet, you gotta show me, oh, oh
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| Now you know I never left my fuckin woadie, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Yeah, all my haters hatin' 'cause they under me
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| If this bitch get poppin', more than likely it’s because of me
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| They duckin' me (Yeah)
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| He say that’s his bitch, but she be fuckin' me (Ooh)
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| Got the racks and moved out to L.A., I did it suddenly
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| I had to move out, I’m in the groove now (Yeah)
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| I used to smoke up in the morning, but we cool now (Yeah, uh)
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| She know I’m that nigga now, so now she on me, on me
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| Niggas is fake, so I know you not my homie, homie
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| You might think you know me
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| I was just like you, step in my shoes and shit get lonely, oh
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| Swear I was that dude that had no clue this shit was for me, oh, oh
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| But this shit ain’t nothin' new, these niggas phony, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
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| Sweet life, Zack and Cody
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| I know he on deck and he gon' step 'cause that’s my brodie, oh
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| We fuck up a check, let’s make a bet, you gotta show me, oh, oh
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| Now you know I never left my fuckin woadie, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |