| It feel like the same old story, everywhere that I go
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| And I don’t really wanna do it all again tomorrow
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| So I’m trying to find something brand new
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| I’m sorry if you see me and I’m acting brand new
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| It feel like the same old bitches, same old haters
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| See me in the club, wanna come sit at my table
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| I’m trying to find something brand new
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| I’m sorry if you see me and I’m acting brand new
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| Motherfucker
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| No handouts for no niggas
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| No handouts for no bitches
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| Killed the underground with my lifestyle
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| I’ll let y’all fucks be the witness
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| But I’m losing my mind
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| On the block like 9 and a 9
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| Well until it got pined
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| You ain’t know that it’s something about time?
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| We didn’t care about that
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| Remember the time I said I rapped?
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| Then the niggas came after
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| Even the hoes was full of laughter
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| Flew back to the booth, went harder
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| Now node your heads to the product
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| Suck a nigga dick like he hotter
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| Slinky on the booty like your father
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| Beard look like Osama
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| Don’t talk to me less about commas
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| Real shit, Go time get a meal tip
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| Save your compliments for the comments
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| Getting money is my assignment
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| Will still be in the set…
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| Damn, these niggas hating, I can’t understand
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| I’m your favorite’s favorite, you the fan of a fan
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| I feel like if I fall off this boat I could walk
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| Y’all rap, Cory Gunz talk what he talk
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| Shorty said she coming, she bringing a friend
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| They ain’t smoking with me, though, cause they didn’t put in
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| Bitch, I be touring with Tunechi and Mack
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| Saluting Stunna on the way to the stage and way back
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| How many niggas you know chill on the block with they fam and
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| Tell you if you need something handled, go and holla at Nick Cannon
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| Still spitting like I’m trying to get the deal
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| Don’t fly private all the time, but I fly private with Shaquille
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| Same old haters, niggas just don’t give a fuck
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| Tired of that old shit, swag is on some Bentley truck
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| Tired of these zeroes, ain’t nobody near, though
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| Cause ain’t nobody ready, throw the paper like confetti
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| Man, I get jobs, a hundred stack
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| Ya’ll miss Jobs, like Wozniak
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| I make y’all insomniac?
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| No more sleeping, nigga
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| What you thinking, nigga?
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| I got your girl and need that E like we the Weeknd, nigga
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| People figure, cause I don’t like it unless it’s brand new
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| Everything is old news, even all your club clothes
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| Look like shit I wear when I need something from the Whole Foods
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| Royalty the newest niggas fucking old dudes |