| Bitch I’m a pro
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| Running the show
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| Name anybody that’s touching the flow
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| Bitch I’m as cool as 100 below
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| Ii’ve been getting this money got hundreds to blow
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| I spit it and live it so fuck what you know
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| Shitting on gimmicks that come and then go
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| I live with no limits I’m out’a control
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| Cause I’m in it to win it so bow to the thrown
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| Taking my time when I’m writing a rhyme
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| Hoping you’ll try to recite every line
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| Smoking this herb to enlighten my mind
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| But I’m putting in work every night till I shine
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| Name anybody that’s trying me now
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| Wishing u really were high as me how?
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| Look at your girl, she’s eyeing me down
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| I’m with her tonight we gon' light up this town
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| I’m telling shorty let’s go
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| Kick it while we get close
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| I’m tryna feel your body let me kiss up on your neck slow
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| Sipping on this XO
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| Not thinking bout my ex though
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| You only live once and I’mma live with no regrets so
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| Let’s a make a toast to the winners, Charlie Sheen’s
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| The in denial alcoholics of this party scene
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| I won’t deny that I’m a party fiend
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| And this kush got me feeling like its all a dream
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| I go through the night, sick of exhaustion
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| Dreaming about all the drinking an moshing
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| Weed is the reason I’m weezing an coughing
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| Talk about me better think with pre-cautions
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| Often, you would leave in a coffin
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| Letting you live is not even an option
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| Give me a reason to easin' up off him
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| Before I go squeezing this heat to his noggin
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| I got the industry shocked
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| Weaponry cocked
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| Enemies popped
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| Fueling with energy sending these shots
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| I’ll know he’s dead by the second he drops
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| Yea, mister forever un-sober
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| Your girl keeps looking better so this is what I told her |