| Nobody move, nobody get it?
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| First person move, first person felling it
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| So fill up your purse because my verse is about empty in
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| Bitch, don’t try nothin' slick get silly or somethin'
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| Yup, and Bridgetown stealin'
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| Kinda like Denzel and Clive with Spike filmin'
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| Live in real life wihtout a digitized image
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| Just keep your hands higher than the fuckin' sky limit
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| Guys, eyes on the Benjamins
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| Split the pot equally divide it in the
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| Stick to the alibi cops tryna fakin' us up
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| They wasn’t givin' a shit
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| But now they givin' a
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| All get crunked get up or get jumped
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| 'cus when this shit drop my pockets gettin
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| And of course money isn’t the source but get bucks
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| Just dunk cuz you only live one
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| I advise my contenders, to surrender
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| Move so the truth can enter
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| don’t juice the mixture
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| Come and let this liquor fuck up your liver
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| I advise my contenders, to surrender
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| Move so the truth can enter
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| Come and let this liquor fuck up your
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| Liver wit’cha boy
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| Picture the 23rd century, energy rap flow
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| Pile drive indies till the industry’s back broke
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| Pick up bitches but my clique came back fo'
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| I know I said bitch but its the way you react ho
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| I flow back afro naps all natural
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| Cracks be all soft with the raps, all flow
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| Kick back bro, I need this cash flow
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| So if you need crack imma bag this batch
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| So brag bout my math but don’t step in my class
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| As matter of fact I’m still stuck in my
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| I might changed producers, do we think I need that though
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| The one I ain’t ask ho
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| nigga spittin' truth out the way
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| Plus you do everything that he say
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| Paying dues since day two
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| Learned it was the truth in grade one and both me a play gun
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| Learn how to shoot straight aimin' at Jake |