| Sucka ass niggas keep stealing
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| The real ones keep building more shit
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| Clown shit that I’m not feeling
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| Too much, cut that bullshit, snuff they dealings
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| Mainstream got it all fucked up
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| You want the real dope then you gotta come to us
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| Underground niggas papered up
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| Fuck that award show
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| Get 'em tickets to my bitch like «y'all go»
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| I gotta get these bars wrote, that raw coke
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| Musical key loads, boat loads, car loads
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| Hollywood celebrity types and hood stars know
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| Your existence is hanging in the balance bro
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| Residuals is critical, we need them stacks kid
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| Wake up to them bowls, no cereal
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| Plane materials is how I flow
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| If I write about it then believe it’s what I know
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| That’s why it comes so easy to me
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| You see literally I flow like a river current
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| While them other niggas fronting, finna say fuck it
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| Star write screen plays
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| Swear my life like a movie in so many ways
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| Aw man
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| I’ma kill a niggas spirit when I pull up in this
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| The kid cruising by without going into the event
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| Crew members in attendance so I’m represented well
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| I was in the studio with that triple beam scale
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| New Beamers, swerve 'em in the rain, make 'em fishtail
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| Reckless, though I mean well
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| My intentions were good, but my niggas too hood
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| You was talking down on the set and it got back to 'em
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| Now my dawg highly upset, I gotta watch what he doing
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| Cuz if he catch you slipping he might do something stupid
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| I worked to hard for this to see my niggas lose and being foolish
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| I was aware the snakes was there when I moved in
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| But that money make it easier for home improvements
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| Make sure that you trust your shooters
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| The closest ones to ya be the ones that’ll do ya
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| I ain’t have to tell ya |