| Red light, green light
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| Headlights, speed by
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| Made by, design
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| Child of the city
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| Oh, they knocking with me
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| Oh, they rocking with me
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| Know they fucking with me
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| Know they fucking with me
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| Red light, green light
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| Headlights, speed by
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| Made by, design
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| Child of the city
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| Oh, they knocking with me
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| Oh, they rocking with me
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| Know they fucking with me
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| Know they fucking with me
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| You know what?
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| I done fucked up a couple dollars too, ain’t have much
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| All I had was the Hallelujah from Grandmama
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| I was ten years old, I was flippin' through the mags
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| I ain’t never look back
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| Sneaking off into the store, couldn’t bought it so I grabbed
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| Running off with the pamper stash, off the porch with just my ass
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| Kiss me, I’m teething
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| Mr. Bohemian, Missy done taught me the signature
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| When it get misty and through the storm
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| When I get tipsy and step on water
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| Seventeen, I thought I was God
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| Nineteen, I could do no wrong
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| Twenty-three, when I met me
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| Lot a work I had to do from home
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| Lot of naps, nigga had to snap
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| Broke a couple cones and couple phones
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| Couple rules and a couple course
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| Guess they had to use a different tone 'cause who the kids gon' listen to
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| When they, when they mama love em, diss 'em too
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| When they, when they daddy did a bid or two
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| Middle finger never get the mood
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| I’m a product of residual
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| Now I’m working out the mystical
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| Red light, green light
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| Headlights, speed by
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| Made by, design
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| Child of the city
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| Oh, they knocking with me
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| Oh, they rocking with me
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| Know they fucking with me
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| Know they fucking with me
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| , no prediction
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| Manifested, bitch you guessed it
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| No prescription, but the medicine is heavier than ever
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| Got brothers that ain’t livin' to see 2011
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| Let alone how far we made it, but they knew where we was heading
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| But you know what?
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| Thinking back when a backwood roach came in clutch
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| All or nothing, all it ever was
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| Pass life still keep in touch, way past the point of no return
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| Overlooking what you overheard, I’m just feelin' out the temperature
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| Built the floor sleeping on the floor
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| What you know about taking everything you ever owned everywhere you ever go
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| Every stop, cutting something loose
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| Found my auntie brother knocked out, picked him out the pavement after school
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| Every casualty casual, never really matter who you matter to
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| Red light, green light
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| Headlights, speed by
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| Made by, design
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| Child of the city
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| Oh, they knocking with me
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| Oh, they rocking with me
|
| Know they fucking with me
|
| Know they fucking with me
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| Red light, green light
|
| Headlights, speed by
|
| Made by, design
|
| Child of the city
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| Oh, they knocking with me
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| Oh, they rocking with me
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| Know they fucking with me
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| Know they fucking with me |