| Before you hate on me, wait and see
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| I’ve been plotting so long I done brought this thang with me
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| People change up on me, that’s the shit I hate to see
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| Know what come with fame ‘cause Baby gave the game to me
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| Heard you popping in the O, I went to Vain to see
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| Ain’t no hoes up in your section, that’s what strange to me
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| Just might buy some bottles for ya, ain’t a thang to me
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| Know you gon' fuck a couple bad ones if you hang with me
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| Wise, could tell that you ain’t 'bout a thing when I look in your eyes
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| I got so much respect for self that I don’t speak the lies
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| I roll around the country with my partners on my side
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| ‘Cause Baby told me hold it down for those that down to ride
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| Wait to see, the game in need
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| I come to save it, I got everything from A to Z
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| I’m well aware there’s only rappers just afraid of me
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| You trying to join the winning team, it’s best to stay with me
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| Staywitme, staywitme
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| Rappers know what time it is, they ain’t gon' play with me
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| All the hoes that trying to holler used to skate on me
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| Got advice for anybody trying to hate on me
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| Staywitme, staywitme
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| Got two bitches on the line that’s trying to play with me
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| I’m 'round the world, I’m doing everything they hate to see
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| I’m with my day ones, they the only ones that stay with me
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| Chain on me, faithfully
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| People said they’d hold me down, went David Blaine on me
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| If I gave a fuck about 'em it’d be shame on me
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| If I wasn’t shining they wouldn’t throw no shade on me
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| C’est la vie, c’est la vie
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| Don’t need nobody else opinion 'bout the way I be
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| Know some hoes that stalking every club I say I be
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| Got locked up in thirty third, just know today I’m free
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| We came to feast, we bang the piece
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| Y’all been riding 'round in foreigns but that thing is leased
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| I’m a monster, I’m a problem, they can’t tame the beast
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| I can’t fuck with none of these rappers, that’s to say the least
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| Play for keeps, I barely fucked in weeks
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| Most these bitches ain’t got shit for me, I came up off of beats
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| Got me focused on the cause, got me court side with the seats
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| Know I took a couple losses, just know my hunger increased
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| You know I got it
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| This shit isn’t just a hobby
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| This isn’t rapping, this is catching bodies
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| This the type of hunger make this shit excitin'
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| This is uninvitin', this get you indicted
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| This the type of shit that ain’t no one providin'
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| These the flows I come up with when I get thrivin'
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| Just imagine how many I got inside me
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| No one better eye me, no one better try me
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| I come out of body, y’all just know karate
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| I got double shotties, hitting up the lobby
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| No one left beside me, shoot up everybody
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| They cannot deny me, they know where to find me
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| This why Baby signed me, this the perfect timin'
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| This is an alignment, this is why I’m grindin'
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| This the verse that make you reconsider rhymin'
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| It’s better to staywitme |