| Yeah
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| Burn One
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| What is it?
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| Aye
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| I think it’s time to put it in they face
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| Heart like Hitler, swag like Mace
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| For this cheese I’ll put your rat in this maze
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| Y’all wasn’t outside, y’all was playin' games
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| You cross the wrong wave and it’s the price you pay
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| I’ll fuck yo bitch and put it out, Ray J
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| And drop bombs on that bitch, Kay Slay
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| Coupe outside, old man gray
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| Stompin' hard in my red bottoms
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| Lift my feet up, letchu' know I got 'em
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| I’m not highsidin', just a hood product
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| That was put in a column for a nigga to hit rock bottom
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| Up in the way, you can’t catch whatchu watchin', nigga
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| I guess y’all was listenin', we was talkin', nigga
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| Aye, yo, B, I’ll break that bitch faster than you can cough, nigga
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| Michael Jackson spin, sip the juice and moon walk, nigga
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| Garlic noodles, butterfly shrimp
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| House in Marin, Twenty-grand rim
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| Just seen my face on the Vegas strip (I did)
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| On the billboard for weed, damn, life’s a trip
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| Non-stop workin' got my chest hurtin'
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| Out in Hollywood just networkin' (Hello)
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| Rose gold watch, whole shit flooded (Bust out)
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| And you can get it here, I won’t ship nothin' (Fuck nah)
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| Seen it all, crooked cops too
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| New J’s dropped, yeah, I had to cop two
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| Grab the Benz-o, yeah, I want the drop too (I need a drop)
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| Now, my girl’s talkin' shit, she wanna shop too (She would)
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| City boys, we be real rich men
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| The weed in the jar will make you feel different (Got me high)
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| People talkin' shit, yeah, they still trippin' (Why though?)
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| I feel like Sauce Walka, yeah, I’m still drippin'
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| Yeah, we unstoppable
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| Yeah
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| Anything is possible (Anything)
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| I’m still here, I got a lot of dough (A lot of dough)
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| You don’t burn, I’ll show you how to move
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| (You already know what it is, big Bay Area)
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| We unstoppable (Unstoppable)
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| I know that anything’s possible (Anything's possible)
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| And losin' ain’t optional
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| We came from the bottom, so winnin' is only logical
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| Yeah
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| Shoulda killed me at that bad drug deal, but I made it out
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| Now, I watch who I serve and what I pray about
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| Mac juice oozin' off me, young bitch choosin' on me
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| It’s nothin' in the world I wouldn’t do for the homie
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| It’s the double O.G., outside, double O. T
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| Fans and the fiends know the dope ain’t free
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| Transportin' overstate borders, that’s a fed case
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| Broke bitch in the, that’s a candidate
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| Learn that Cookie catchin' on the other coast
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| Prayin' for the fam, watch me slice a loaf
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| Six-hundred double M with a dozen horses
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| Time for me to play my game and never force it
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| Apply pressure, get a chance, move forward
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| Since life is a bitch, I want mine gorgeous
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| Big butt, good pussy, and the pier for me
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| Please stay in your lane, done veer into me
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| Uh
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| Growin' up it was all about makin' power moves
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| Mind on a Bentley and a crib out in Malibu
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| Now, the same one’s that doubted you are proud of you
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| Never burn bridges, relationships are valuable
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| I moved dope, but I never touched the kilo
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| Still got the plug on the P’s in Mendocino
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| My name buzzin', I never aimed to be famous
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| 'Cause they say the fame is just the same as the pain is
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| Up early, gotta grind for the revenue
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| A dream’s only a thought if you don’t execute
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| Ask around, my reputation’s exceptional
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| Anything less than success is unacceptable
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| We never put the pussy on the pedestal
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| Livin' for the moment, the memories, unforgettable
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| Thinkin' back before I ever had a vision
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| I could never imagine makin' a average livin'
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| Yeah, it’s Cozmo
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| Yeah, we unstoppable
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| Yeah
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| Anything is possible (Anything)
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| I’m still here, I got a lot of dough (A lot of dough)
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| You don’t burn, I’ll show you how to move
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| (You already know what it is, big Bay Area)
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| We unstoppable (Unstoppable)
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| I know that anything’s possible (Anything's possible)
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| And losin' ain’t optional
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| We came from the bottom, so winnin' is only logical
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| Yeah |