| Borderline psychopath, pull it back
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| Let it blast, then relax, I’m over shit
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| Dollar signs on my mind, all the time
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| On the grind, I will find the golden clips
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| I think I lost my marbles (where'd they go?)
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| Keep a couple rolls packed inside my cargos (I don’t know)
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| Keep a couple screws all loosey-goosey
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| Keep my shit wide open, you can see right through me
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| Didn’t think necks could articulate like that
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| People gave y’all props, I’ma take mine back
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| I’m like Akon back in his Konvict days
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| «Smack that,» let me take all the blame
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| I got so many plaques on my wall of shame
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| I had so much plaque in my mouth again
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| They say that boy quite nice like the south of France
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| Tryna bring them back to life like alchemy
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| Wait, Thiago is full metal
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| Planting evidence like Iago in Othello
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| Catch hands, mano a mano we gon settle
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| Advance, flowering up with no petals
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| I need a million dollars
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| Bad bitches who all swallow
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| Self esteem, common sense
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| Shots of liquor, confidence
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| Lots of friends, lots of foes
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| Happiness, I suppose
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| But the world keep telling me shit ain’t free baby
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| Positivity ain’t for me baby
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| Dilated dialogue dark thoughts tag along
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| What you want? |
| A cookie or something?
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| What you taking me for nigga, a rookie or something?
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| I deserve me a medal, am I a Wookiee or something?
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| Steady living in hell, can He cook me or something
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| But everybody need me and everybody bleed me
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| Everybody line up in lines just to see me
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| Funeral pyre, forever been on fire nigga
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| Pull up on the scene like Gump, Gump, Gump Gump
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| Run shit, yeah run dun da dun dun
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| We don’t really give a fuck what you want
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| Yeah we be goin' dumb dumb dumb dumb
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| Dumb dumb dumb dumb
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| Yeah we be goin' dumb dumb dumb dumb
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| Dumb dumb dumb dumb
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| Yeah we be goin' dumb dumb dumb dumb
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| Rolling up the Bible paper, I’m so close
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| You won’t ever find no vape in my photos
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| Adventure time, but feeling like Jojo’s
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| Thinking you the last real one, but you Momo
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| Oh no, say bye when you see me
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| ‘Cause it just might be the last time
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| I get the vibe mixed it when it lag
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| I’m tired of being so fake, it’s a drag
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| Yea talk about fashionably late, Time Crisis
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| It’s 2019 and you still wear Osiris
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| The look on your face man, that shit is priceless
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| Grinding the finest of joints, heh, arthritis
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| In Brazil with Thiago, pass the fuego
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| They don’t believe the movement man I feel like Galileo
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| Yeah the stone face see through, wrist is just a veil
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| All your hate overhead, bitch I’m Gareth Bale
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| I would like to see you try, motherfucker
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| We always dressed in black, yeah fuck the other colors
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| Man is paper cut covered cos' he shower in his money
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| All you rappers jokes, but none of you is funny
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| We the real deal, I built this all from the ground up
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| Listen to our music man you never heard this sound f
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| And when you think you got the edge, man we counter
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| Cemetery Drive, changing everything around us
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| Borderline psychopath, pull it back
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| Let it blast, then relax, I’m over shit
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| Dollar signs on my mind, all the time
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| On the grind, I will find the golden clips
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| I ain’t selling dope but this shit hella dope
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| And I been selling it like selling dope («Oh you selling dope then?»)
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| Nope, that’s a metaphor hoe, it ain’t literal
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| Little Bo-Peep lotta sheep I’ma let 'em go
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| Don’t fear me when wolf bear teeth
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| I need funds like OPB, that’s 503 talk
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| Violent fuck a peace talk, vibin' till my knees lock
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| And I leave chalk on the pavement, what a day man!
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| Blood on my jeans and my grey flannel
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| You can huff a couple fumes but you ain’t Van Gogh
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| My paint can overflowing yo, don’t you see these hands dummy?
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| See these CD fans love me like duh, I’m young money
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| Mr. Nothing’s Funny, old at heart, I don’t fuck with twenty-somethings
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| And their fuckshit, tell me who you fuck with
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| Tell me what’s the fuss kid, I see your sus slick shit
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| Got twists like I’m Biskwiq, switch it up like a stick shift
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| Pull up on the scene like Gump, Gump, Gump Gump
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| Run shit, yeah run dun da dun dun
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| We don’t really give a fuck what you want
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| Yeah we be goin' dumb dumb dumb dumb
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| Dumb dumb dumb dumb
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| Yeah we be goin' dumb dumb dumb dumb
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| Dumb dumb dumb dumb
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| Yeah we be goin' dumb dumb dumb dumb |