| Young boy came
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| Back delivering that
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| Spastic killa attack
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| Cats been given a pass
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| Nigga what you know bout that?
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| I’m bringing em back
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| Back to the, back to the past
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| Where niggas’a rap
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| Nigga putting on for the stat
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| And killing a track
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| Wack niggas wanna act and pack a strap
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| Ratchets clappin' back
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| Trapping, stacking cash
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| Massive, Cadillacs
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| Active, action packed
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| That’s the habitat
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| Quick fast little nigga won’t make it (hey)
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| Shit wack cause he ain’t on no stations (hey)
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| Bitch act like I ain’t in rotation (hey)
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| Better Switch tracks when I’m near ya location
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| Feast eyes on the lyrical greatness (hey)
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| Y’all ain’t able to live on those spaces (hey)
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| Explain why shawty send her location
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| Got your baby mom on a give and go basis
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| Classic
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| Lyrical assassin
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| Waiting for a deal while i’m killing with a passion
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| Deliver skid marks on the track, I be blacking
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| I spazz on these tracks
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| Got em asking what happening
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| I do this shit naturally
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| Niggas ass to me
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| So you better know limits
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| Like Master P
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| The way I spazz on beats
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| Niggas can’t touch kid, as a Catholic Priest
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| Mean it bashfully… like
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| And I say oh ay ah hm ay yah yah nay ay yah nah nah
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| Baby I been making highlights
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| Made a wow-factor out of my life
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| Even on the low, I’m in the limelight, shine like
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| And I say oh ay ah hm ay yah yah nay ay yah nah nah
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| Baby I been making highlights
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| Made a wow-factor out of my life
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| Even on the low, I’m in the limelight, shine like
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| While everybody talking shit I know the facts (know the facts)
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| Niggas quick to blow the grip I’m blowing stacks (stacks, stacks)
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| Ass fat I get my bitch to throw it back (throw it back)
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| Kick my feet up in this bitch I’m so relaxed, so relaxed
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| Yeah be around the streets like Cul-de-sacs (cul-de-sacs)
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| I’m just wanna see my people on the map (yah, yah)
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| Niggas claim they for the people but they act (yah, yah)
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| I’m really rolling with my city on my back
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| So where they at?
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| Really SI, til I die
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| For the city kid
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| I really will ride til I die
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| I’m Lebron with the rhymes
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| Ain’t no blocking on mine
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| What’s a barricade to me
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| I’m Optimus Prime (woo)
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| Get knocked at the drop of a dime
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| Know niggas in my city that be cocking the 9
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| Rocking this shit
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| Not gonna stop with the grind
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| Oculus rift
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| Play and I’m robbin' you blind
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| All about paper, not worry about haters
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| They giving me negative energy
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| & I just send back the finger
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| Gonna have a play
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| I’m flipping off the defense, like it’s Spain & I’m Vega (hey)
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| Ain’t a nigga that can say that I’m regular
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| Bitches Hitting up my cellular
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| Music, Money and Etcetera
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| Finna run this shit forever
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| All my niggas finna level up
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| And I say oh ay ah hm ay yah yah nay ay yah nah nah
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| Baby I been making highlights
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| Made a wow-factor out of my life
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| Even on the low, I’m in the limelight, shine like
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| And I say oh ay ah hm ay yah yah nay ay yah nah nah
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| Baby I been making highlights
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| Made a wow-factor out of my life
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| Even on the low, I’m in the limelight, shine like |