| Yea fuck what a hater say I’m poppin
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| See the snakes in the grass they plottin
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| He ain’t even in the game he watchin
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| Late nights in the lab I’m locked in
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| Came ten toes from the bottom
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| And we ain’t doin no window shoppin
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| Stay down I’m really grindin
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| I done ran through plenty commas
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| I ain’t got no feelings bout it
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| I done bossed up got a check came with some bigger problems
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| Them niggas claim they down for you but they ain’t never slidin
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| Swear this game really ain’t meant to put no feelings on it
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| We out makin plays to the roof ain’t got no ceilings on it
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| Try to put the blame on me you know you dead wrong
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| We at the condo with some brown skins a couple red bones
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| I’m on the music shit my bro running plays on his trap phone
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| I done seen niggas play tough and ain’t got no back bone
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| They gon call a nigga bluff and Imma have to react on him
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| I been playin defense might have to attack on him
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| I can’t double back no more as I turn my back on em
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| I had to upgrade to the new whip put some more racks on it
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| Yea fuck what a hater say I’m poppin
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| See the snakes in the grass they plottin
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| He ain’t even in the game he watchin
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| Late nights in the lab I’m locked in
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| Came ten toes from the bottom
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| And we ain’t doin no window shoppin
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| Stay down I’m really grindin
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| I done ran through plenty commas
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| I ain’t got no feelings bout it
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| I done bossed up got a check came with some bigger problems
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| Them niggas claim they down for you but they ain’t never slidin
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| Swear this game really ain’t meant to put no feelings on it
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| We out makin plays to the roof ain’t got no ceilings on it
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| Young nigga just hopped in the booth
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| Young nigga been coppin them coupes
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| Young nigga just pullin up on his old street in something brand new
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| Can’t let no groupie hoes try to play me you a fan boo
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| I’m having more money than you mixed with your man too
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| I’m seeing million dollar payments sittin on the wall
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| Been in a room full of them bosses so I gotta ball
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| Little baby switched on me when I was down ain’t even try to call
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| Once a nigga got up
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| She already know wassup
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| Yea fuck what a hater say I’m poppin
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| See the snakes in the grass they plottin
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| He ain’t even in the game he watchin
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| Late nights in the lab I’m locked in
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| Came ten toes from the bottom
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| And we ain’t doin no window shoppin
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| Stay down I’m really grindin
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| I done ran through plenty commas
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| I ain’t got no feelings bout it
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| I done bossed up got a check came with some bigger problems
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| Them niggas claim they down for you but they ain’t never slidin
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| Swear this game really ain’t meant to put no feelings on it
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| We out makin plays to the roof ain’t got no ceilings on it
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| Big bag
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| Whip Fast
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| Called whiplash
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| Ain’t goin out sad
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| She switched bags
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| But my brand new bitch bad Big whip
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| Like I’m ridin at six flags
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| No feelings |