| Cool as a fan, cooler than a Stan, I am
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| Call my nigga up, «what's the plan?»
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| Packin up a van, time to move, product out
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| Servin in this town, for now we rulin out
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| I’m a loyal soldier, do what is asked
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| Grind with no question, a few months passed
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| Money comin slow but these bills comin quick
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| No health insurance, scared to get sick
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| Mami got questions I’m not tryna hear
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| Develop Tunnel Vision on this path we steer
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| The road less traveled, faced a few bumps
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| On the way — call it gravel to tryna get paid
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| Not bein made cause I do create artNot bein played, they considered us smart
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| Well nigga I am, that’s not a knock on me
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| That’s a shot at the world but the blind cain’t see.
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| Uh… Let’s go!
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| They say, «The industry changin him»
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| «Phonte to Phontigga, renamin him»
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| Niggas sleepin on the team uh, shame on 'nem
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| Same team from the old days, I hang with them
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| Won’t see me in the club makin it rain on 'nem
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| Or at the bar with hoes T-Pain'n 'nem
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| World renoun, look at me now
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| Wit Khrysis on the boards like he rebound
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| Can’t even stand next to us
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| But my hand, I extend like director’s cuts
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| I know that chy’all prol’ly ain’t expect as much
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| From a nigga that’s twice as you, and that’s a rough esti-mate
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| Just a Ball Park figure, all y’all get up
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| For All Star Tigga, see you actin hard
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| Don’t make me pull your card like Hallmark, nigga
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| Get smoked out like a Pall Mall, nigga
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| +Sit+ you +Sideways+ like Paul Wall, nigga
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| For the whole du-ray-tion of this verse
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| You can say it’s like a mo-vie, get the juicy details
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| No Mtume, niggas talk major
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| But they got no flavor like white folks Kool-Aid
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| … Uh! |
| Peace to my nigga Duvey
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| Goin to the tip-top, Hip-Hop Hoo-ray
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| Niggas say rap is in a drought, so my flow
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| Bring the water out — Phontiggalo Boucher
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| («Now that’s some high quality H2O»)
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| I think I’m gonna get a bouquet! |
| (uh!)
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| Stay down in the trenches, keep swingin for the fences
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| LB, nigga! |
| Get ready for the LP, nigga!
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| Who the illest here, you tell me, nigga!
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| Ay, this is just to let y’all know in case you ain’t figured it out yet
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| Me and my man Big Pooh… we not goin nowhere, man! |
| F’real! |