| Went the right way, it’s my turn, so did the tables
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| Shit’s still moving, ain’t nothing changed, same old, same old
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| This can’t be life, if it is, I’m grateful
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| This can’t be life, if it is, I’m grateful
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| Went the right way, it’s my turn, so did the tables
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| Shit’s still moving, ain’t nothing changed, same old, same old
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| In a big body, ain’t no tint, makin' sure they know
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| Can’t be life, yeah, if it is, I’m grateful
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| Niggas think I left the town but I’m right here (Right here)
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| Still running around, switch my gears (My gears)
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| Fuck all of them rumors you might hear (Woah, woah)
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| You know I want more, had to build my store
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| Now I spend a lot of time in the IKEA (Damn)
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| This another Dizzy Wright, year
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| Dissect, direct, we gon' die here
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| You better focus on yours
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| Jump ahead but you ain’t takin' no leads
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| Everything I kill, I gotta make bleed
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| Still movin' like I got out the lease
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| Never jumped ship to play with the elite
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| Look in my eyes but you can’t even speak
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| Look at the information I done stumbled on
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| I just come and go all the time
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| You know how it is, another one hit wonder song
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| When the summer gone, they die out
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| And I’m prepared but I ain’t gon' lie
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| You gotta wet the pussies when they dry out
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| I got the leg-room in my house
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| This the penthouse upgrade
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| Having weed parties in a three story
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| Finna freestyle a new phrase
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| Gotta love the creative space, check it
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| I’m the owner in my office, fuck all that old news
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| Niggas out here making bold moves
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| Motivated from the shit I go through
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| Ayy, I’m in this bitch with the whole crew
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| I’m broken and shit can get complex
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| But I’m still at the top of the Rhymefest
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| I’m grateful, these niggas is hating, but I do not mind that
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| Went the right way, it’s my turn, so did the tables
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| Shit’s still moving, ain’t nothing changed, same old, same old
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| This can’t be life, if it is, I’m grateful
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| This can’t be life, if it is, I’m grateful
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| Went the right way, it’s my turn, so did the tables
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| Shit’s still moving, ain’t nothing changed, same old, same old
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| In a big body, ain’t no tint, makin' sure they know
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| Can’t be life, yeah, if it is, I’m grateful
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| Never be ungrateful, never hateful
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| I been in it for a minute back in the day, bro
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| The industry, I been watching it like Seiko
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| Then I sprayed flow to get the queso
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| Without MSC, without JCOR
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| I left 'em in order to make the cake grow
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| When I should’ve run up and hit 'em with the Draco
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| But I made no silly mistakes though
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| I blew up to be everybody favorite
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| Underground to the rappers on the A-list
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| Even the metalheads, they call me the greatest
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| And tell me it’s pitiful that I be so underrated
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| 30 years in the game and I’ma stay lit
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| The bar, I’m gonna raise it, with the homie in Vegas
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| And tripping on nothing, not a player hater or nay bitch
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| And brother motivated with how inflated the pay gets
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| Never ease up if you cheat us, you get beat up unless we bust
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| And anybody in your family they breathe just to catch these nuts
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| And that’ll be the way N9na beast up, then I seek lust
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| Within this baby mama, make her suck a fetus
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| Out of my D-cup, that’s complete just
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| For a thief that wanna come try to deceive trust
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| Hold up, I’m spazzing out
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| Fuck what I make though
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| I’m having everything I really have the taste for
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| Lobster macaroni with beautiful macos
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| State to state go, to have a great show
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| Right to the five-star telly where we lay low
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| Wavy, feelin' like Fabo, no complaints here
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| This a Strange year and I’m grateful, yeah
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| Went the right way, it’s my turn, so did the tables
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| Shit’s still moving, ain’t nothing changed, same old, same old
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| This can’t be life, if it is, I’m grateful
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| This can’t be life, if it is, I’m grateful
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| Went the right way, it’s my turn, so did the tables
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| Shit’s still moving, ain’t nothing changed, same old, same old
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| In a big body, ain’t no tint, makin' sure they know
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| Can’t be life, yeah, if it is, I’m grateful |