| When it rains it pours in the stormy weather
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| May the fake come and go and the real last forever
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| I think I just cut the grass, woah
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| 'Cause all I see are snakes, woah
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| They be hissin' in my face, woah
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| No fakes, no fakes, no
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| I think I just cut the grass, woah
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| 'Cause all I see are snakes, woah
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| They be hissin' in my face, woah
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| No fakes, no fakes, no
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| Python, python
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| You a snake but you can’t get a grip
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| Bygones bygones
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| Let it be, the black Beatles in this bitch
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| How the fuck you wanna make amends?
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| Your whole squad a bunch of fake pretends
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| Pullin' up in a Mercedes Benz
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| I’m yellin' fuck y’all I hope you take offense
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| Yeah you a familiar face, you a familiar snake
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| You a familiar alien and Imma go predator on all of you fakes
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| Who you gon' next imitate?
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| Who you gon' next immigrate?
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| Who you gon next conversate?
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| Who you gon' fake flex with that fake Rolex and that fake necklace,
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| why you even got a safe?
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| Yeah! |
| Bmike got the juice and the sauce like uhh
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| And I got the crew I’m the boss like yuhh
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| You really gotta think about your whole fuckin' life if you plan to double
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| cross me
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| Mm… yeah big no no
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| Put my name in ya song and you still won’t blow
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| If you wanna rap, think you better back track, motherfuckers wanna rap but
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| they' fans don’t show (yeah)
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| Most guys play that role (yeah yeah)
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| Most guys just ain’t got dough (yeah yeah)
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| Most guys got that 'imma be the motherfuckin' nice guy act but they' fake as
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| fuck behind closed door
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| Oh why?
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| I can see the snakes in the grass, oh my
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| And it’s black heart till the day I die
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| Keep the circle small while the fakes roll by
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| I think I just cut the grass, woah
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| 'Cause all I see are snakes, woah
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| They be hissin' in my face, woah
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| No fakes, no fakes, no
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| I think I just cut the grass, woah
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| 'Cause all I see are snakes, woah
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| They be hissin' in my face, woah
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| No fakes, no fakes, no
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| No fakes no fakes, they get replaced
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| No time to lose, no time to waste
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| No time for play, no time for games
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| I’m in my groove, I’m in my lane
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| Today, ohh, I’m 'bout my pesos
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| Move when I say so
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| Fuck on yo' bitch, woah oh woah
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| They gon' see, pussy ass niggas stop playin' with me
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| Get my own lane in the vacancy
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| Ya boy gon' thought I was made to be be be
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| The best, uhh, they gon' stop playin with me
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| Kill every beat you see, I got that gasoline
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| I got that smoothest flow
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| I got that gasoline
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| I am a real nigga, you niggas can’t compete
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| So stay in your lane, me and you niggas ain’t one in the same
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| If you get mad I’m the one to blame
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| Dax, now I’m bringing the pain
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| I think I just cut the grass, woah
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| 'Cause all I see are snakes, woah
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| They be hissin' in my face, woah
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| No fakes, no fakes, no
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| I think I just cut the grass, woah
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| 'Cause all I see are snakes, woah
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| They be hissin' in my face, woah
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| No fakes, no fakes, no |