| I’m so fuckin' sick and tired
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| I get in and out the jam like MacGyver
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| Yeah that chopper turn a fitted to a visor
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| Don’t ask me bitch, I’m not your supervisor
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| We don’t give a fuck, yeah you suck, that shit ain’t enough
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| You will waste your nut and we clutch finna pull up
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| We cannot be touched, what’s the fuss we so merciless
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| Yeah you think you hot, nigga (fuck you)
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| Man you different (duh)
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| A nigga needs his distance (get away)
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| Yeah he was cool before now you lookin' like some bitches
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| Yeah it’s just me and my dog and we lookin' like Tintin
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| I get in a world of science boutta open a dimension
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| God damn
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| 'Cause y’all idolize hoes, with your eyes closed
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| Elevation set the low
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| How the fuck we get here?
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| Bust a nut in your left ear so you know why we came here
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| Yup, know I gotta make my name here
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| Boutta change the name of all the damn reindeer
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| Have a holiday boutta celebrate every year
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| No fighting games but you know your boy top tier
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| Ooh, for the rush
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| Sorry fool I don’t give a fuck (I don’t give a fuck)
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| Who are you if you don’t know us?
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| It’s evident you’re someone no one trusts
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| I’m so fuckin' sick and tired
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| I get in and out the jam like MacGyver
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| Yeah that chopper turn a fitted to a visor
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| Don’t ask me bitch, I’m not your supervisor
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| We don’t give a fuck, yeah you suck, that shit ain’t enough
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| You will waste your nut and we clutch finna pull up
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| We cannot be touched, what’s the fuss we so merciless
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| You think you hot, nigga (what?)
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| Rollin' a blunt on the highway
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| Oh did I mention it’s my strain
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| I ain’t got time for the mind games
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| Givin' me brain like a migraine
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| You can look but you can’t find me
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| You niggas never define me
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| I knew that I had it since 90'
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| It was your time and your times change
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| I lace up my boots and then I excel, might as well
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| Servin' that shit to my clientele, might as well
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| We all a product of try and fail
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| I got the dope it’s a fire sale
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| I hit the booth and leave fire trails
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| I got that shit that make iron melt
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| Tryna get Richie is Lionel
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| Rollin' my dope and fuck how you feel
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| I’m from Chicago it’s been a drill
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| I got some niggas still in the field, like the NFL
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| Yo new shit sound like a Benadryl
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| Yo girl hit me like, when we finna chill?
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| She kinda annoying, I hit it still
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| They said I would fail but I didn’t still
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| And now I’m caught up in a whirlwind
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| Go to sleep and wonder where the world went
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| If they on the path then I encourage them
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| We just out here young and fuckin' flourishing
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| Never been too proud to be American
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| But I guess it suits me 'cause I’m arrogant
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| Take your knee out like you Nancy Kerrigan
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| Gave a fuck before, I never care again, never care again
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| I’m so fuckin' sick and tired
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| I get in and out the jam like MacGyver
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| Yeah that chopper turn a fitted to a visor
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| Don’t ask me bitch, I’m not your supervisor
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| We don’t give a fuck, yeah you suck, that shit ain’t enough
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| You will waste your nut and we clutch finna pull up
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| We cannot be touched, what’s the fuss we so merciless
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| You think you hot, nigga (what?)
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| Aye, y’all so fucking woke, still coppin' dimes
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| Boy, I know that you don’t want no smoke
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| No nine for real
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| Crack a seal we can take it slow, take a smoke
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| Ain’t no deuces nigga, this an invitational
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| They killin' niggas and they appetite is insatiable
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| We build up like Mason’s do
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| Penny brick and mortar, plenty Rick and Morty references
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| I know my dick is shorter in a parallel universe where little dicks are More
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| attractive than skin is important
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| I’m more proactive when things start to get bumpy anyway
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| They lump me in with conscious rappers
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| But I’m so much more than a preacher
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| Writer, teacher, learn to see the real
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| Don’t fall into the feature film trappin'
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| Know that niggas will act regardless, I’m hardly heartless
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| The passion is hardy and Euro steppin' like Harden
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| Flippin' through chapters of passport papers
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| Boarding charter boats and altered suits or author quotes like
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| «Drink more water,» you should try it
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| Nothing in this world like it, word to Keke Wyatt
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| I’m so fuckin' sick and tired
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| I get in and out the jam like MacGyver
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| Yeah that chopper turn a fitted to a visor
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| Don’t ask me bitch, I’m not your supervisor
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| We don’t give a fuck, yeah you suck, that shit ain’t enough
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| You will waste your nut and we clutch finna pull up
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| We cannot be touched, what’s the fuss we so merciless
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| You think you hot, nigga (what?) |