| I was tryna make it out a hellhole
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| Now I’m spending thousands out on Melrose
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| Walked a hundred thousand miles in my shelltoes
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| Now when I take pictures, still got my jail pose
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| Bumping elbows with killers and lifers
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| I’d rather chill in the projects, fuck chillin' on Rikers
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| Just 'cause you there, ain’t gotta be active, they still gon' indict us
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| My hand catching cramps countin' shit, feel like arthritis
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| I really don’t write it, she saw me, now she feeling excited
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| I caught a tan on the speedboat, from grams to a kilo
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| First class to London, I was drunk, walkin' through Heathrow
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| TSA was on me, smelling dope all on my peacoat
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| Breathe slow, head to toe, I got that shit on
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| Just dreaming 'bout the day when I would get on
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| Watch Frozen with my daughter, understand the shit my wrist on
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| I did it for myself, I doubled back and put my clique on
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| I came up from nothing, I really did it off the block
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| Shoot for the stars, I just pray that I don’t get shot
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| I know they envy me
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| I paid for two, the plug sent me three
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| I beat that pussy like an MPC
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| I wanted millions, my nigga, from the beginning, chrome glaring
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| And I’m only sparing women and children
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| New foreign without no ceiling
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| Ace of Spade what I’m spilling
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| Such an amazing feeling
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| They put a check on his noggin, ain’t gotta pay me to kill him
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| I relate to the realest, pray for whoever miss him
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| I got the juice, walking through, same boots as Bishop
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| Cellophane baggies, yellow brick, meet the wizard
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| Remember, to be Wu-Tang, you need a RZA
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| I came up from nothing, I really did it off the block
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| Shoot for the stars, I just pray that I don’t get shot
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| I know they envy me
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| I paid for two, the plug sent me three
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| I beat that pussy like an MPC
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| Who ever thought that you’d be rich? |
| Uh
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| Who ever thought that you’d be lit?
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| Who ever thought you’d pull up blunted in that 6?
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| Bunch of guns all in the crib
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| Spent a lil' under a hundred for the wrist
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| Where I come from, every summer, it was lit
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| This Cuban got my neck hurting
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| Your neck working, you ain’t networking
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| You too focused on the next person
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| Mami texting me 'bout her next Birkin
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| Aim for the head, you hope that vest working
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| No designer today, I’m sweatshirting
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| Thinking of all them nights I ate alone
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| Stayed in an angry zone
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| Learnin' war tactics from Game of Thrones
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| You knew my life, you would’ve been shellshocked
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| This just a training day, no Denzel Wash'
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| I really did sell blocks
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| I pumped sour, watched my friend sell rocks
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| You live this life, you would’ve been shellshocked
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| Denali got hot, was in and out the rental spot
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| I’m callin' Virgil, I don’t window shop, nah
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| I came up from nothing, I really did it off the block
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| Shoot for the stars, I just pray that I don’t get shot
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| I know they envy me
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| I paid for two, the plug sent me three
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| I beat that pussy like an MPC
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| I came up from nothing, I really did it off the block
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| Shoot for the stars, I just pray that I don’t get shot
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| I know they envy me
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| I paid for two, the plug sent me three
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| I beat that pussy like an MPC |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Envy , by - Dave East. Song from the album Karma 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп