| I’m richer bitch!
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| Yeah, yeah
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| I got a brand new flow man, soul cleansed
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| Got a brand new soul man
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| Cause lightning struck my plane’s wings and energized my things
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| Now I’m out lookin for that brass ring
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| Uhh, New York feel it in they gut
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| Cause if Jay comin back then the world need Puff
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| Emotional bond to the game I’m attached
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| I gave most of you dudes life, now give back (give back)
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| I’m the man that beefed with a whole coast
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| Lost my best friend and still see his ghost (c'mon)
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| Your lawsuit is lost, I walk through courts (uh-huh)
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| So disrespectful I spit when I talk (woo!)
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| I recognize niggas tryin to copy my style
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| But never been a nigga this fly holdin it down for this long
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| Nigga I let y’all eat for this long
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| Now the King’s back on the streets crack
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| I’ma put it on my son’s name
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| I’ma change from the mundane, Monday through Sunday
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| Lved through the gunplay now I’m in one lane
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| Fuckin with the white man, gettin on my fun shame
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| Can’t com-plain, fly as I ever been
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| Half a ounce sniffer, high as I ever been
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| Never no losses, I’m a winner
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| The boss of all bosses, I’M THAT NIGGA~!!
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| It only gets stronger
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| It only gets more intense
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| All the pressure’s on your neck
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| You feel me!
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| So Bad Boy
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| I’M RICHER BITCH! |