| If anybody ever hated on me, I ain’t mad at y’all
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| Auntie told me keep your focus, go pop some Adderall
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| Everybody got opinions, never had to back it all
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| And when they heard me, they gon' love it, I ain’t gotta brag it all
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| I’m not the type of nigga that you used to, bitch
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| Got my lady grindin' too, she on the YouTube shit
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| Our promoters know when I cruise through shit
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| Rappers want me on they records, watch me true through shit
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| I ain’t too hard to find, I’m on the block right now
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| Couple hold up, not right now
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| All I heard is «AD please, can you drop right now?»
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| Once the people in my city got it locked right now
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| I hope we think of business, double check the plan
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| He don’t say it to my face and won’t address the man
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| Only green and alcohol, we don’t mess with xans
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| Walkthrough, walk performance, nothing less to bands
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| Use to sleep on the kid, now we holdin' the West
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| Wrong words at your lips, get a hole in your chest
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| He actin' like he on but we know he depressed
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| Feel like I changed the industry, I probably owe me a check
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| On the phone with my mama, tell me «son, stay true»
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| «How you get into money? |
| Hope it never change you»
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| You amazing, ain’t there nothing that you can’t do
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| You amazing, ain’t there nothing that you can’t do
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| On the phone with my mama, tell me «son, stay true»
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| «How you get into money? |
| Hope it never change you»
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| You amazing, ain’t there nothing that you can’t do
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| You amazing, ain’t there nothing that you can’t do
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| I’m the best to ever do it, I feel like Mike Jack
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| The .38 kinda cool but I like my strap
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| All hundreds, couple twentys, high like my racks
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| I’m organic with the pen, no one write my raps
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| How you come up with the lines «ain't no way I know»
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| I be watchin' too much TV, was my show
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| I’m a wolf in the gang, best friend got snowed
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| The paperwork looked bad, you can’t hit my draw
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| Starbucks in the morning, like to get the egg whites
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| Before we walk up in the club, better pick the bread right
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| Hotel, room clear, hit it with the red swipe
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| Cops come, let the county do some fed nights
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| I’m really independent, I can say what I feel
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| Had a milli on the line, I ain’t takin' the deal
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| I fuck with Chop Needy, he be keepin' it real
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| Whether in shock or in the cuddy, he be keepin' it still
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| On the phone with my mama, tell me «son, stay true»
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| «How you get into money? |
| Hope it never change you»
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| You amazing, ain’t there nothing that you can’t do
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| You amazing, ain’t there nothing that you can’t do
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| On the phone with my mama, tell me «son, stay true»
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| «How you get into money? |
| Hope it never change you»
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| You amazing, ain’t there nothing that you can’t do
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| You amazing, ain’t there nothing that you can’t do |