| Hey
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa
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| AV
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| Uh
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| I don’t know what you came to do
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| I don’t know what you came to do
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| I’m the one, they ain’t the truth
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| I’m the one, they ain’t the truth
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| Fuck humble, they play with you
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| Fuck humble, they play with you
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| It’s funny what that paper do
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| It’s funny what that paper do
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| Cause now we gon' laugh to the bank
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| I’m at the bank, I give her wood till she planks
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| I give her good till she thanks
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| The Lord instead of me
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| God bless all my enemies, ayy
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| Greatness is a trait
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| God only knows what that trait be
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| If these niggas wanna betray me, AV
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| Now they know my name
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| Now they know my name
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| OK, so now they know my name
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| Now they know my name
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| OK, so now they know my name
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| Now they know my name
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| But fuck them, they fucked me over
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| I don’t know what you came to do
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| I don’t know what you came to do
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| I’m the one, they ain’t the truth
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| I’m the one, they ain’t the truth
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| Fuck humble, they play with you
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| Fuck humble, they play with you
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| Raise the bar, then I raise the roof
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| Raise the bar, then I raise the roof
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| You know we had to roll
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| True, the mandem blew up, she had to blow
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| Mi casa es su casanova
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| Took her to the pad to have a go
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| Back-to-back with bro
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| I’m the man, I know
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| I can flow on trap, I trap the flow
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| These bruddas are breading me
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| Brudda, I know who my bredrins be
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| Fuck all the enemy
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| Don’t you ever question greatness
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| Gave these niggas heaven doing hella favours
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| I was just eleven thinking elevation
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| Never rep my ends, rep my friends
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| They had reputations
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| Now they know my name
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| Now they know my name
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| OK, so now they know my name
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| Now they know my name
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| OK, so now they know my name
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| Now they know my name
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| But fuck them, they fucked me over
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| Yeah, mmm, my girl said fuck me over
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| And over again, don’t fuck me over
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| You don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone
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| When she left, I said «fuck me, it’s over»
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| Fine as a honeycomb, I’m counting this money though
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| How could I be selling white with this baritone?
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| That’s major key like I’m Khaled, hoe
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| That doesn’t suit me, I’m tailor-made
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| I could just swiftly Kanye the game
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| 'Cause where I’m from, they’ll either leave you neckless
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| Or they’ll just take your chain
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| I can’t even get takeaway
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| The pizza man’s bike, it got take away
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| I fell in love with your baby bae
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| Watch me get neck like I’m Flava Flav
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| Fuck them, they fucked me over |