| It may not mean nothing to y’all
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| But understand nothing was done for me
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| So I don’t plan on stopping at all
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| I want this shit forever, man ever, man ever, man
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| I’m shutting shit down in the mall
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| And telling every girl she the one for me
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| And I ain’t even planning to call
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| I want this shit forever, man ever, man ever, man
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| Last name ever
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| First name greatest
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| Like a sprained ankle boy I ain’t nothing to play with
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| Started off local but thanks to all the haters
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| I know G4 pilots on a first name basis
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| In your city faded off the brown, Nino
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| She insists she got more class, we know
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| Swimming in the money, come and find me, Nemo
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| If I was at the club you know I balled, chemo
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| Drop the mix tape that shit sounded like an album
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| Who’da thought a country wide tour’d be the outcome
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| Labels want my name beside the X like Malcolm
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| Everybody got a deal, I did it without one
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| Yeah, nigga I’m about my business
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| Killing all these rappers you would swear I had a hit list
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| Everyone who doubted me is asking for forgiveness
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| If you ain’t been a part of it, at least you got to witness, bitches
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| It may not mean nothing to y’all
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| But understand nothing was done for me
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| So I don’t plan on stopping at all
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| I want this shit forever, man ever, man ever, man
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| I’m shutting shit down in the mall
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| And telling every girl she the one for me
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| And I ain’t even planning to call
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| I want this shit forever, man ever, man ever, man
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| Ever-ever, Mr. West is in the building
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| Ain’t no question who about to kill 'em
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| I used to have hood dreams
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| Big fame, big chains
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| I stuck my dick inside this life until that bitch came
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| I went hard all fall like the ball teams
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| Just so I can make it rain all spring
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| Y’all seen my story, my glory
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| I had raped the game young
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| You can call it statutory
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| When a nigga blow up they gon' build statues for me
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| Old money Benjamin Button. |
| What? |
| Nothing
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| Now super bad chicks giving me McLovin
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| You would think I ran the world like Michelle’s husband
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| You would think these niggas know me when they really doesn’t
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| Like they was down with the old me no you fucking wasn’t
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| Um, you’re such a fucking loser
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| He didn’t even go to class Bueller
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| Trade the Grammy plaques just to have my granny back
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| Remember she had that bad hip like a fanny pack
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| Chasing the stardom will turn you to a maniac
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| All the way in Hollywood and I can’t even act
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| They pull their cameras out and goddamn he snap
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| I used to want this thing forever, y’all can have it back
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| It may not mean nothing to y’all
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| But understand nothing was done for me
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| So I don’t plan on stopping at all
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| I want this shit forever, man ever, man ever, man
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| I’m shutting shit down in the mall
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| And telling every girl she the one for me
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| And I ain’t even planning to call
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| I want this shit forever, man ever, man ever, man
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| OK, hello it’s the Martian
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| Space jam Jordans
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| I want this shit forever wake up and smell the garden
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| Fresher than the harvest
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| Step up to the target
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| If I had one guess then I guess I’m just New Orleans
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| And I will never stop like I’m running from the cops
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| Hop up in my car and told my chauffeur, «To the top.»
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| Life is such a fucking roller coaster then it drops
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| But what should I scream for? |
| This is my theme park
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| My mind shine even when my thoughts seem dark
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| Pistol on my side you don’t wanna hear that thing talk
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| Let the king talk check the price and pay attention
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| Lil Wayne that’s what they gotta say or mention
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| I’m like Nevada in the middle of the summer
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| I’m resting in the lead I need a pillow and a cover
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| Shhh, my foot’s sleeping on the gas
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| No brake pads, no such thing as last, uh.
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| It may not mean nothing to y’all
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| But understand nothing was done for me
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| So I don’t plan on stopping at all
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| I want this shit forever, man ever, man ever, man
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| I’m shutting shit down in the mall
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| And telling every girl she the one for me
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| And I ain’t even planning to call
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| I want this shit forever, man ever, man ever, man
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| There they go, packing stadiums as Shady spits his flow
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| Nuts they go, Macadamian they go so ballistic, whoa
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| He can make them look like Bozos
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| He’s wondering if he should spit this slow |
| Fuck no! |
| Go for broke
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| His cup just runneth over, oh no
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| He ain’t had him a buzz like this since the last time that he overdosed
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| They’ve been waiting patiently for Pinocchio to poke his nose
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| Back into the game and they know
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| Rap will never be the same as before
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| Bashing in the brains of these hoes
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| And establishing the name as he goes
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| The passion in the flame is ignited
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| You can’t put it out once we light it
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| This shit is exactly what the fuck that I’m talking about when we riot
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| You dealing with a few true villains
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| Who stand inside of a booth truth spilling
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| And spit true feelings, until our tooth fillings come flying up out of our
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| mouths
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| Now rewind it!
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| Pay back motherfucker for the way that you got at me how’s it taste?
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| When I slap the taste out your mouth with the bass so loud that it shakes the
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| place
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| I’m Hannibal Lecter so just in case you’re thinking of saving face
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| You ain’t gonna have no face to save by the time I’m through with this place
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| So Drake
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| It may not mean nothing to y’all
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| But understand nothing was done for me
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| So I don’t plan on stopping at all
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| I want this shit forever, man ever, man ever, man
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| I’m shutting shit down in the mall
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| And telling every girl she the one for me
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| And I ain’t even planning to call
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| I want this shit forever, man ever, man ever, man |