| I told em' «I really love what I do»
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| Really love what I do
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| I really love what I do
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| I’m really lovin' what I do man
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| I’m really lovin' what I do man
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| I’m really lovin' what I do man
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| I’m really lovin' what I do man
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| She see me go stupid
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| What if I shoot the arrow at cupid?
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| I’m havin' dreams, they ain’t lucid
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| You seen me, you ain’t do shit
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| Got my niggas throwin' gang signs
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| That cough syrup, that’s a strange sign
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| Like lean, I don’t do wine
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| If you pour me up I’ll be fine
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| And I live my life so divine
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| My nigga was pillow talkin' so I left him behind
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| How is you sneak dissin'? |
| You ain’t one of mine
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| Took your bitch, she ain’t got no spine
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| Been havin' cheese since Vine
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| I put a opp on the climb
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| You see, I just sit back, relax and recline
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| Put him on a plate, then we gon' dine
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| Hop out, my brother on the scene, so I would never outshine
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| If my brothers made it before me then it wasn’t my time
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| I gotta' push the damn pedal when 12 get behind
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| Fuck all that street shit, man a nigga really on his grind
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| When I cry tears, nigga better know it’s dollar signs fallin' from my eyes
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| I gotta' help mine, I can’t be focused on you
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| I gotta' get mine, gotta' have a peace of mind
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| So I didn’t have time, just to make a bankroll
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| Cheif Keef she be blowin' minds
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| Fuck that, I wanna' switch up the flow
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| Need me a bad hoe, nasty hoe
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| Got thirty rounds so you know I’m loco
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| How you go to Noho with no hoes?
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| Baby girl a fool thinkin' we close
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| Boy you a fool, think the trap closed
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| Boy I’m a fool, 16 on clothes
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| I told em' «I really love what I do»
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| Really love what I do
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| I really love what I do
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| I’m really lovin' what I do man
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| I’m really lovin' what I do man
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| I’m really lovin' what I do man
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| I’m really lovin' what I do man |