| I been fuckin' grindin'
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| I been workin' every day for this
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| I be fucking shinin'
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| You should probably wear your shades for this
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| I be poppin' bottles in the club and I get paid for this
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| Ask me how I got it
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| I’mma tell you I was made for this
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| I was made for this, I was, I was made for this
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| I was made for this, I was, I was made for this
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| I was made for this, I was, I was made for this
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| I was made for this, I was, I was made for this
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| I might pull up in a Wraith with this, go Valet with it
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| Heard little homie try’na save the bitch, try’na pay the hit
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| I can eyeball the gas, I ain’t gotta wave us up
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| I ain’t gotta pay the ville, Bootleg Kev and Jadakiss, yeah
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| I run the town, smoking on pound
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| You fuck with the family, they lettin' off rounds
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| Don’t make a sound, I’m outta town
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| I’m with a foreign thang
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| Double cup, yeah I’m pouring drank
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| I’mma get that the lord rang
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| Choppers in like Tory Lanez
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| I been fuckin' grindin'
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| I been workin' every day for this
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| I be fucking shinin'
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| You should probably wear your shades for this
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| I be poppin' bottles in the club and I get paid for this
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| Ask me how I got it
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| I’mma tell you I was made for this
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| I was made for this, I was, I was made for this
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| I was made for this, I was, I was made for this
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| I was made for this, I was, I was made for this
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| I was made for this, I was, I was made for this
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| I was born with the recipe
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| That’s why they can’t mess with me
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| You already failed, soon as you thought about testing me
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| It’s all in your hands, meaning you control your destiny
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| I was always taught to handle my business professionally
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| No you can’t get next to me, if you broke especially
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| Only if you into moving weed, coke, or ecstasy
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| Hit 'em with the Mac, where the ambulance and stretchers be
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| Squeezin' in the back, you don’t stand a chance in catching me
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| Shit ain’t workin' out, switch your route, get a better team
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| Spend a lil' more, get some pure or some better green
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| Take a couple trips, see some shit that you’ve never seen
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| Yeah, it’s M.O.B. |
| but your family is everything
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| Ain’t no need to hesitate, cock it back and let it go
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| Money gon' come, it’s just up to you to let it grow
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| If I’m in it, then I own it, yeah I paid for this
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| Name’s Jadakiss, I was made for this
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| I been fuckin' grindin'
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| I been workin' every day for this
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| I be fucking shinin'
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| You should probably wear your shades for this
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| I be poppin' bottles in the club and I get paid for this
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| Ask me how I got it
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| I’mma tell you I was made for this
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| I was made for this, I was, I was made for this
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| I was made for this, I was, I was made for this
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| I was made for this, I was, I was made for this
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| I was made for this, I was, I was made for this
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| All hail when the king is loose
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| Back in the day they told me that my dream is noosed
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| Like a rocket people seen it shoot
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| Even though the N9na took the scenic route
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| Now you witnessin' the meanest muse
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| On the planet, dammit I’m the cleanest ooze
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| Now the women with the Venus boost
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| Or Serena’s want the N9na's penis juice
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| I done came a long way, this hombre
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| Never do let the song play the wrong way
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| Tech on the microphone spray, they gon' say
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| He goin' out for the strong way, and that’s the realest
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| Now the haters saying Tech’s the illest
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| After not believing he done connect with skrillas
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| Eclectic killas and wordplay
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| You gonna survey what can never be seen
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| Not invisible per say
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| But unfuckwithable, some bust pitiful
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| Whoever thinking it’s me better come suck genitals
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| One tough general, make a hater
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| They wanna run stuff plentiful
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| Become stuck clinical
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| Wondering how I keep emerging on virgins
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| To rhythm and rhyming, I am a surgeon
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| Ya heard when the N9na got the words in with the Persians
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| A burden to all of the newbies that don’t deserve 'em
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| We serving
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| Now ain’t that a kick in the head
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| Who gave the brain scatter, click in the red
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| Remains are gonna spatter really creaking ya dead
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| Now my dick and my spread, took a bitch in my bed nigga
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| I get the chunk and then I blade the bitch
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| Kev ain’t never gotta pay for this
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| 'Cause he take the risk and a 100% for knowing Tecca N9na for real and that he
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| made for this, nigga
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| I been fuckin' grindin'
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| I been workin' every day for this
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| I be fucking shinin'
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| You should probably wear your shades for this
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| I be poppin' bottles in the club and I get paid for this
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| Ask me how I got it
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| I’mma tell you I was made for this
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| I was made for this, I was, I was made for this
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| I was made for this, I was, I was made for this
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| I was made for this, I was, I was made for this
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| I was made for this, I was, I was made for this |