| What
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| Everybody hate me now just wait 'til I drop this
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| They want to put me on the shelf but I never ever sell
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| So you could never cop this
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| Right when they think I’m going left
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| I go up so rest assured you’ll never top this
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| Spend a year or at least is it yet to release it
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| I’ll teach you how to drop shit
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| Where all the hype that you had last year?
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| Nowhere to be found now it’s just so clear
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| Nobody give a fuck about you and your shit
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| So go give it up
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| The nights get cold in Burbank
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| We light up thirty blunts let it warm the earth’s face
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| Crossed out even the earth’s plates
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| I’m walking at my own pace, still get first place
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| Spend it all cause I know I’ll get it back
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| Spend it all just to get me on the track
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| Kinda funny when you think about that
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| People pay me just to kill 'em on wax |