| Me and you just ain’t the same
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| I can never be a lame
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| I ain’t in it for the fame
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| I ain’t in it for the fame
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| Call me Kobe how I’m scoring
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| I remember I couldn’t afford it
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| Now I’m riding in a foreign
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| My baby drop dead gorgeous
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| The way that I came off the block
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| And went straight to the top
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| Swear I should get awarded
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| I swear that they want me to stop
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| And they want me to flop
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| And they want me to forfeit
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| I whip it up in the pot
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| Until it’s gettin hot
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| Now this shit gettin enormous
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| They told me when I get a lot
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| They gon try to come stop it
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| But I keep on goin in
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| I swear that they want me to stop it
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| But we takin off like a rocket
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| I got ya bitch in my pocket
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| I got ya whip in my pocket
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| Talk to the plug Imma sock ya
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| Talk to me wrong Imma sock ya
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| Better get ya hoe Imma knock her
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| You can ask bro I be rocking
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| Used to pull up in an Audi
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| Nigga can’t tell you nothin about me
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| I get the check and I’m outty
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| I get respect cuz I’m bout it
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| Respect cuz I’m bout it
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| I remember we was grinding
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| You wasn’t never around it
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| They hate when you go get some money
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| You don’t get no money they clown you
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| Swear my own homies wanted me broke
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| Yea once you get up they gon down you
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| Gotta stay up on my game
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| Writing raps on the plane
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| Fake love that’s a shame
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| Tell me what you tryna gain
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| I done numbed all the pain
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| I done made my own lane
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| Yea when you needed a hand I was with that
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| Now somehow you wanted some getback
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| I’m a standup guy I don’t sitback
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| When the pressure got on I was with that
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| Since a young nigga I made an impact
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| Ain’t got no regrets I can’t take shit back
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| They askin me boy where you been at
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| I been makin some plays and plottin on big racks
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| I fell in love with the game
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| I always knew it could change
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| The fame can alter your brain
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| I swear that life we need is crazy
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| Me and you just ain’t the same
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| I can never be a lame
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| I ain’t in it for the fame
|
| I ain’t in it for the fame
|
| Call me Kobe how I’m scoring
|
| I remember I couldn’t afford it
|
| Now I’m riding in a foreign
|
| My baby drop dead gorgeous
|
| The way that I came off the block
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| And went straight to the top
|
| Swear I should get awarded
|
| I swear that they want me to stop
|
| And they want me to flop
|
| And they want me to forfeit
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| I whip it up in the pot
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| Until it’s gettin hot
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| Now this shit gettin enormous
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| They told me when I get a lot
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| They gon try to come stop it
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| But I keep on goin in |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gorgeous , by - Casey Veggies. Song from the album Customized Greatly 5, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп