| See you are what you are in this world
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| It’s either one of two things
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| Either you’re somebody, or you’re nobody
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| Politics as usual, in my new juelz
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| Tailor made Armani suits, yeah thats gon' fit me well
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| Givenchy be my cologne, them hoes will go and smell
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| Mr. Hood gonna give you game, on just not how to fail
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| One: Never lay your head the same place you intend to sell
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| Two: God forbid you go to jail you just don’t ever tell
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| Three: Gotta watch them niggas round you cause of jealousy
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| Four: Friends close, but be closer with your enemies
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| Five: Business and pleasure never really go together
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| Six: Never, ever let nobody see your stash of cheddar
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| Seven: Loyalty over royalty, I put God first
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| Eight: Most important your at the table, now whats your worth?
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| You not dining at my table bringing nothing to it
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| I done hustle for my youngings that’s who I influence
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| Cracking lobsters, and rocking fur like a fucking mobster
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| Versace mansions with companions, discussing commas
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| You may see the foreign, never will you see me sweat
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| Promoters sending me deposits while they sending threats
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| Abu-Dhabi in Maseratti, I’m kamikaze
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| My spanish mami gon' bless her papi with sloppy toppy
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| Never love 'em, never trust 'em, Jesus made that mistake
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| Stack your money, feed your family go buy some real estate
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| Servin' junkies wasn’t for me, I’m trynna educate
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| Bossin' up a hundred milion welcome to heavyweight
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| Politics as usual, in my new juelz
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| Tailor made Armani suits, yeah thats gon' fit me well
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| Givenchy be my cologne, them hoes will go and smell
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| Mr. Hood gonna give you game, on just not how to fail
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| One: Never lay your head the same place you intend to sell
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| Two: God forbid you go to jail you just don’t ever tell
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| Three: Gotta watch them niggas round you cause of jealousy
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| Four: Friends close, but be closer with your enemies
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| Five: Business and pleasure never really go together
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| Six: Never, ever let nobody see your stash of cheddar
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| Seven: Loyalty over royalty, I put God first
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| Eight: Most important your at the table, now whats your worth?
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| Money come and then it goes, how much for your soul
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| Fancy whips, designer clothes, turn your friends to foes
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| Know that everything that glitters, isn’t solid gold
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| You never know the hand you dealt, but just don’t ever fold
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| Stacking figures, so essential, younging I’m thinking bigger
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| Not a victim, beat the system, not just another nigga
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| Hating on you, preying on it, they wanna see you fail
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| Trayvon Martin, Eric Garner, welcome to fucking hell
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| Play it clever, watch the devil’s, pray the Lord is my Shepherd
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| Do your thing, and keep it sided, business don’t mix with pleasure
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| Know some people, know some secrets, swear I will never tell 'em
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| Wake up grinding like you’re broke, and know you’ll be good forever
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| Politics as usual, in my new juelz
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| Tailor made Armani suits, yeah thats gon' fit me well
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| Givenchy be my cologne, them hoes will go and smell
|
| Mr. Hood gonna give you game, on just not how to fail
|
| One: Never lay your head the same place you intend to sell
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| Two: God forbid you go to jail you just don’t ever tell
|
| Three: Gotta watch them niggas round you cause of jealousy
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| Four: Friends close, but be closer with your enemies
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| Five: Business and pleasure never really go together
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| Six: Never, ever let nobody see your stash of cheddar
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| Seven: Loyalty over royalty, I put God first
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| Eight: Most important your at the table, now whats your worth? |