| I walked in and went straight to the back
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| Put my face on the map
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| I be straight wearing matte, let’s go
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| Can’t you see I got taste with the swag
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| I ain’t chasin' the bag, I be rakin' the cash, «Hello?»
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| Baby girl, she plays time
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| Need some ash, she a dime
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| 'Bouta pass, got a line on some hash, I’m gone
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| Do it for the bad times that I had, only bars where I’m mad
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| Now the diamonds in the flask, you know?
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| She looked at me so cold, get a face ache, ay
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| Had a deal, now I’m finally released, ayo
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| All they did was try and find me some beats, oh
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| But I already got the mother fucking heat, uh-huh
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| Growing up, I made bens selling weed, uh
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| I’ma do what I need to succeed, uh-huh
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| I’m so passionate that it bleeds, ay
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| Remember, used to sell tickets for Leeds, uh
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| Only people from the Bean know what I mean, ay
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| R.I.P, I got Nikes on my feet, uh
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| Back in 2010, I was gettin' it in
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| 17, I’m in the game learning how to swim
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| Had to figure out the business so I got with Tim
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| Fuckin' bitches, tellin' them I’m gon' be Eminem
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| I be in the hotel with all your friends
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| I’ma still do whatever to make the records spin
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| She said she hallucinating off the pot, uh
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| I laughed and agreed with her, but she not, ay
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| I don’t really got no time for no thots, ay
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| Money long, I will buy me some stocks, ay
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| I walked in and went straight to the back
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| Put my face on the map
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| I be straight wearing matte, let’s go
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| Can’t you see I got taste with the swag
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| I ain’t chasin' the bag, I be rakin' the cash, «Hello?»
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| Baby girl, she plays time
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| Need some ash, she a dime
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| 'Bouta pass, got a line on some hash, I’m gone
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| Do it for the bad times that I had, only bars where I’m mad
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| Now the diamonds in the flask, you know? |