| What?
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| Lightin' up the blunt while I’m thinking of you
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| Walking down the block, I ain’t whippin' the coup
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| Take another drag while I look at the moon
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| Young GPS, I come equipped with the route
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| I don’t have to wonder cause I see the truth
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| I don’t need love you can hear the proof
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| Break another bag while I feel the ruins
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| Start to look my way but I ain’t in the mood
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| My closet’s nothing but Harley
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| I ride hard without fallin'
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| Goodwrench on this deadboy
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| I rev the wheels now they foggy
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| Sponsors floodin' my inbox but there’s one thing that they don’t know
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| I stuff thick money in my thin socks
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| And not yet to sign for no dough
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| You don’t wanna die with a guy like me
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| I know that you
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| Got another plan
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| No, you got another dream so why can’t you?
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| Breath in
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| Exhale
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| SESH
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| Fuck you and your team
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| Fuck you and your dreams
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| You look like the rest and you sounding like me
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| Gotta co-sign now you think you a beast
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| Fuck that and fuck this
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| I put that up on me
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| Act like you hard but in person you sweet
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| Yet to meet you but I heard from the streets
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| You couldn’t breathe if you stepped up to me
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| Look at my eyes and I’ll show you the creep
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| Blade on my dick ain’t a fuckin' thing changed
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| These baby boys rappin'
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| I feel like Ving Rhames
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| Bitch keep it down you got nothing to say
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| Watch how you walk
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| And don’t walk in my way |