| Spitting nothing but facts, fans screaming I’m back
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| Legendary I’m that, cooking up a new batch
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| Guess who got a new glow? |
| Patenting a new flow
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| Purifying that dough, my dog with me Cujo
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| These niggas be lying, fairy tales in their rhymes
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| Something special inside, everything in do time
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| I just landed Multan, pick me up in that Don
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| Everybody be calm, everybody be calm
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| Jumped in at 08, destination be great
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| God got me I’m straight, elevating my faith
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| Time to set the new pace, must acquire my taste
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| Ain’t nobody here safe, any man em get waste
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| Crucial point in my life, ain’t using no brakes
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| Everything off the muscle, everyday on the hustle
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| Feature prices got doubled, start to feel I’m too humble
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| Told T to get the bag in with this rap 'ish and run circles
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| Trust The Process, get the concept, god flow in these verses
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| Fans telling me to keep going gotta stay true to my purpose
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| Seeing niggas through a real lens they all tough guys on the surface
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| We ain’t buying that hype, we ain’t buying our likes
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| Run around for that check, ain’t talking about Nikes
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| Lately I’ve been up tight, way to many late nights
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| Building up a new life, shaking up a new dice
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| Spitting nothing but facts, fans screaming I’m back
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| Legendary I’m that, cooking up a new batch
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| Guess who got a new glow? |
| Patenting a new flow
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| Purifying that dough, my dog with me Cujo
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| These niggas be lying, fairy tales in their rhymes
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| Something special inside, everything in do time
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| I just landed Multan, pick me up in that Don
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| Everybody be calm, everybody be calm
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| Everybody be easy (easy), everybody so needy (needy)
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| Fat lady at a barbecue, boy I’m 'bout to do a nigga greasy
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| If we ever get to talking levels boy you working at about a preemie
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| I can make a nigga disappear, A couple niggas who I know a Genie
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| Shorty wanna hit the head now she can wrap around like a beanie
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| Enough with the small talk, you niggas get dog walked
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| I’m on the side of the outlaw, who want to wrestle a southpaw
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| I wouldn’t of done it without y’all, all of the loving the fans gave
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| All of them talks in the man cave, all of that money your mans made
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| Damn
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| Finally got a hand made, hood nation I claim
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| Motivating my veins, still spilling my pain
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| Still drinking champagne, still gym and I train
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| Hashtag I’m shredded, hashtag more blessings
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| I was looking in the mirror boy I’m a real nigga with a message (Triple 7's
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| nigga)
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| 3 Bless
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| Spitting nothing but facts, fans screaming I’m back
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| Legendary I’m that, cooking up a new batch
|
| Guess who got a new glow? |
| Patenting a new flow
|
| Purifying that dough, my dog with me Cujo
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| These niggas be lying, fairy tales in their rhymes
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| Something special inside, everything in do time
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| I just landed Multan, pick me up in that Don
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| Everybody be calm, everybody be calm |