| Damn it Daniel, I think my wrist broke
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| Go against the Ruler, see long ropes and pitchforks
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| Ugh, I guess my lingo really gets to 'em
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| Ten chains on me, you see me, you do the stiffarm
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| Lightning brighter than, I ain’t even throw my wrist on
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| My shoes look cleaner, why I need help tryna get on
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| Niggas big time rappers, why y’all ain’t got none of this shit on?
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| Shit nigga, this shit crazy huh?
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| Drakeo put the F&N down, you just a maniac
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| LED lights on my wrist, wish I could turn 'em down
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| Cooler how I’m coolin', the Ruler, LA just like my sound
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| Do what I do, I can use this shit in Pakistan
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| Ugh, I like this shit
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| At the battle of the Maisons, on morse with lightning sticks
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| Better watch your bitch when approaching, you might get hit
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| Just cracked a whole break in the air, I like the scent
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| Damn it Daniel, I think my wrist broke
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| Bruce Lee kicks for niggas thinkin' that they Kimbo
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| I’m him though, shit, I think my wrist froze
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| Bruce Lee kicks for niggas thinkin' that they Kimbo
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| Damn it Daniel, I think my wrist broke
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| I can see you panhandling, look like your wrist broken
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| Man let that bitch breathe, I think my wrist broke, shit
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| Be quiet Daniel, I think my wrist broke
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| The Duke and the Ruler, we probably make your bitch a slave for them knots
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| She a choosy suzy, askin' what I paid for my watch
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| Blow forty K, fuck out of here what my Rollie say
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| Rappers lyin' like they bomin', livin' where they homies stay
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| Clean as a whistle but still ridin' with this throwaway
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| Silly billies, think a nigga slippin', shit that’s your mistake
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| I’m usually on they necks but if they play I’m on his throat today
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| We catch a body, bury a body, that shit a frozen case
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| Sittin' at the top, I’m lookin' 'round like it’s a lonely place
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| Think about this shit again like it’s the only place
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| These niggas claimin' that they kin but we don’t know they face
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| Holy water flooded on my neck, make my soda shake
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| Weight of the world on my back but keep my shoulders straight
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| Realest shit that ever been said, that’s what I’m known to say
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| Lil homie come for what’s mine, you gettin' blown away
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| Niggas actin' like they ain’t know, I’ll make 'em know today
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| Damn it Daniel, I think my wrist broke
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| I can see you panhandling, look like your wrist broken
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| Man let that bitch breathe, I think my wrist broke, shit
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| Be quiet Daniel, I think my wrist broke |