| Chase the money
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| Chase the money
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| Young nigga come from the basement
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| Grew like a rose out the pavement
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| Had to take it back to the basics
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| Bringing in a whole 'nother cadence
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| Young nigga keep rocks in the denim
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| Still hot box in the rental
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| Still middle fang in the middle
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| Nigga say he real when I’m realer
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| Young nigga don’t prophesise
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| It’s not important
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| I will be real till the day I die
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| I been living on the road with the bolds and the gang
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| Smoke but they know that’s the way I vibe
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| I been feeling so blessed I don’t even gotta say out loud
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| But you can tell in the way I smile
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| Everything came perfect
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| I feel my life is worth it
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| I’m a rich nigga born thirty
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| Young nigga got paper, I ain’t doin' no favours
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| I don’t need new friends, I ain’t doin' no traders
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| Only first day players
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| Free from the majors, free from the labels
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| I’m a freak of the nature
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| I’m a man 'bout mine, I’m a boss at the table
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| I’m a true to a fable
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| In a coupe with my zad and seen with a baddie
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| Just the way I move or fly
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| Nigga just the way I groove
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| Young boy get love and respect from the east to the west
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| On the strength in the way I move
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| Ain’t tryna hear the talk or the nay say
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| I been really tryna zone in my cente
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| Tryna get good vibes on the ente
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| Tryna live like flown you comprende?
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| You comprende?
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| Young nigga come from the basement
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| Grew like a rose out the pavement
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| Had to take it back to the basics
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| Bringing in a whole 'nother cadence
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| Young nigga keep rocks in the denim
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| Still hot box in the rental
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| Still middle fang in the middle
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| Nigga say he real when I’m realer
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| Young nigga don’t prophesise
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| It’s not important
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| I will be real till the day I die
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| Ain’t never been a fan of the lies
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| Keep my hand on my 9 even though I believe in God
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| Everybody wanna flock, acting like they don’t see my grind
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| But wanna stand next to my shine
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| I understand I’m the man and the goal is to get your shine
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| But we ain’t celebratin' on my time
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| I’m sick and tired of the leaches
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| I wanna lie when they reaches
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| I’m on loud, in the clouds, in and out of the meetings
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| I’ma fold to the demons
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| I arrive with the vibe man
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| Desire to the genius
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| Putting God on the remix
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| You can talk that talk, young nigga been working
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| I’m in a Benz on purpose
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| Same energy in person
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| You niggas switch versions
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| I tried using the verses
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| That’s the way I spill
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| You could never really fathom
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| The fact that the way I feel
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| A boy back doing what I feel
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| I had to get it on track
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| Till these rap Gods packing bill
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| The real deal in the building, for real
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| Gotta drop it like it’s over but still
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| Them babies holla like we doing it well
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| Yeah, we doing it well
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| Young nigga come from the basement
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| Grew like a rose out the pavement
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| Had to take it back to the basics
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| Bringing in a whole 'nother cadence
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| Young nigga keep rocks in the denim
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| Still hot box in the rental
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| Still middle flame in the middle
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| Nigga say he real when I’m realer
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| Young nigga come from the basement
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| Grew like a rose out the pavement
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| Had to take it back to the basics
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| Bringing in a whole 'nother cadence
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| Young nigga keep rocks in the denim
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| Still hot box in the rental
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| Still middle flame in the middle
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| Nigga say he real when I’m realer |