| Ayy, what’s those? |
| You want these
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| You gotta have fees plus more
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| So much heat you can’t hold
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| A lot of green, kind that can’t fold
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| What’s those? |
| You want these
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| You gotta have fees plus more
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| So much heat you can’t hold
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| Whole lot of green, kind that can’t fold
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| Oh yeah
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| Lookin' great but feeling bummy
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| I just ate, but still I’m hungry
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| I got something, but I ain’t nothing
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| Brother tummy isn’t chubby
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| Bills like nymphos, they keep coming
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| Always something, something, something
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| Copped some things but I ain’t fed
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| Dreams alive, my wallet dead
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| Pockets been bleeding
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| I got a reason to commit treason
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| But I’ma hit REASON and see what he think
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| About how he been treated at TDE
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| 'Cause I done been scheming
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| Schoolboy just dropped, give me the cue
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| I’m desperate enough to go do what it do
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| SZA done popped and y’all got Dot
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| I heard Jay Rock has been moving them units
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| Soul and Isaiah Rashad, boy, you niggas really at the top
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| Almost thought about popping a Glock
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| But a nigga ain’t stupid and I ain’t a shooter
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| But who really is until they provoked?
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| Nigga, this hunger got me finna choke
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| Starting to think that this isn’t a joke
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| Gave up the liquor, I’m bringing the smoke
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| I talked to Bas, we fiending for more
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| A nigga done tried speaking to Cole
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| He be too busy but he be the bro
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| Shit, fuck it, I know how it go
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| So if I can’t get a response from my label
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| And get some more food on my table
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| We can turn this thing into a fable
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| And take what I can if I’m able
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| Ayy, what’s those? |
| You want these
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| You gotta have fees plus more
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| So much heat you can’t hold
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| A lot of green, kind that can’t fold
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| What’s those? |
| You want these
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| Gotta have fees plus more
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| So much heat you can’t hold
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| Whole lot of green, kind that can’t fold
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| Yeah yeah, woah
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| Top Dawg with some Dreamers
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| Can’t believe it, you surprised, 'prised
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| I been on the same shit, getting brain, I’m such a wise guy
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| Niggas took shots, plenty, South Park, Kenny, I don’t die die
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| I’m not just gonna slide on you, my nigga, we gon' slide slide
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| Made a living staying posted like I’m Diesel, this no sequel
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| This that third times a charm and I been charming, Cozz been evil
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| You get clips, this hammer regal
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| Unexpected, there you have, it’s been affected
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| So ill, these words infectious
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| I don’t do ho shit, niggas so hopeless
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| I been on pro shit, this West Coast shit
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| We don’t negotiate with roaches
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| I keep it player, never need coaches
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| Never need towels, no teammate
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| Drink some Jamie, I can’t see straight
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| Cheese like Green Bay, roger that
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| New West niggas, me and Cozz been that
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| Good weed bring a nigga asthma back
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| Getting good bread, got my wallet stacked
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| Lately, been spinning like laundromats
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| Lately, I been seeing all kinds of black
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| Wait, look, I’m lying, look
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| Cozz, look, I done been broke too long
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| Nigga bills too long, can’t hide that, nigga
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| Cole just pulled up in a Lamborghini truck
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| On the homies and God, we should rob that nigga
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| Rob that nigga?
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| Yeah, rob that nigga
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| Look, Rob, my nigga
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| You could try, but Cole ain’t a thot, my nigga
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| Wait Cozz, I ain’t sayin' he a thot, my nigga
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| Look, let me explain
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| We could tie Ib up
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| Throw him in the back of a Lamborghin' truck
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| Cole do something, we could let a Glock squeeze up
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| Wait chill, ease up
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| I ain’t really trying to get involved, my nigga, look
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| We ain’t got the same father or mother, but that’s my brother
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| Can’t cross my nigga
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| Shit, well I’m Top Dawg, my nigga, so
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| I ain’t gotta pay a cost, my nigga
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| Your loss, my nigga, just don’t off that nigga
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| Shit, fuck it, I’ll stop
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| Look, let’s make a deal
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| While I go and rob Cole, you go rob Top
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| Cool
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| Picture me having what they told me I should have
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| I’ve been living off scraps, I done sold a couple packs
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| I been smoking potent, sippin' slow, fuck you think I’m in it for?
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| I’m just tryna make a bag
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| I’ll be damned if I ain’t make a bag
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| Thinking slow, living fast
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| Nice guys finish last
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| West Coast, getting cash
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| Niggas think they balling, they done made a couple wads
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| Just a couple West niggas, we gon' show you how to rob |