| I’m livin good, I’m livin, I’m livin good
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| I’m livin good, I’m livin, I’m livin good
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| I’m livin good, I’m livin, I’m livin good
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| (Somebody said that you was lookin for me)
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| I’m livin good
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| 8,000 square footage of bricks on some private property
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| Plenty of surveillance for residents who be watchin me
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| You ain’t got to worry about if police or cops’ll see
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| All you need to worry about is if my new Glock’ll see
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| Diamonds like a Skittle and big as a thumbtack (thumbtack)
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| Each diamond in my necklace, no need to make contact (contact)
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| Shouldn’t wanna hate on me, you can trust you don’t want that (want that)
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| Cause I use to punch the clock, but now I just punch cats (punch cats)
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| Uh, underground was quiet, I came back and they like «that's what’s up»
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| Freestyle or written, I bet you don’t want to rap with us
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| Boy you into rap, so don’t rap, you just need to wrap it up
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| Talkin like I’m stick shift, bet ya that I can back it up
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| Told ya I’m a cobra, I’m strikin like I’m bowlin
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| You tryna hate in silence but trust me that I’m knowin
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| Boys know I’m throwed and they steady scream my slogan
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| With straps, I could bear bigger arms than Hulk Hogan
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| Yeah, sophomore slump rumors, but trust me it ain’t a problem though
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| Mad and I’ll be rappin and make you go call an audible
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| G-4 captain, she sittin in that while callin you
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| Got the same phone that the president’s baby momma do
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| Currency connect, I be gettin what they talk (talk)
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| When it come to money y’all, I’m a «Hog» like J-Dawg (Dawg)
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| Got a lot of hustlers involved with pesos
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| Was tryna see the fly rides (hell naw), but naw the gate closed (closed)
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| Stop the window shoppin and get to spendin some paper fool
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| Ain’t even my birthday but hope that you brought some cake with you
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| Think you run the 'Ton, then trust me Famous replacin you
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| Won’t get on the song unless you did me a favor to
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| Vehicles like Miracle Whip, 'til they look like mayo man
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| Cars in the yard that block the route of the mailman
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| When you see me comin, the witnesses all’ll say you ran (ha)
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| Coverin your face like your doin that Tony Yayo dance |