| Who the fuck you playin' with
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| I put the code in, then I play this shit
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| Don’t nobody wanna play with me
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| Cause everything you got, I’m takin' it (Gimme that, Gimme that)
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| Whoo Whoo
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| Yeah, I made it bitch
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| Without a label here to make it with
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| And I don’t care if I don’t make it rich
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| Cause everything you got, I’m takin' it (Gimme that, Gimme that)
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| Whoo Whoo
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| This shit is immaculate
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| I couldn’t imagine it
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| I was comin' up and had to try to match the gas I spit
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| I welcome all the challenges
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| Kids pull out your cameras
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| I’m bout to make these dudes look like 2012 cannabis
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| I’m sick as hell, not feelin' rap, they keepin' me in quarantine
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| Had to isolate and vaccinate the ones who close to me
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| Yellin' in the mic, ain’t sayin' shit, you’re fuckin' boring me
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| Me and all my homies out there ???
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| Hop in the booth, step in that world, call me Clark Kent
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| Hittin' ???, takin' your girl, money well spent
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| They don’t know you, they don’t me, they don’t know shit
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| But sense the skill and took the risk
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| Who do you think you are
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| I’m a song away from star
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| What are you tryna prove
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| Show me what you got, imma take it from you
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| Who the fuck you playin' with
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| I put the code in, then I play this shit
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| Don’t nobody wanna play with me
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| Cause everything you got, I’m takin' it (Gimme that, Gimme that)
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| Whoo Whoo
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| Yeah, I made it bitch
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| Without a label here to make it with
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| And I don’t care if I don’t make it rich
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| Cause everything you got, I’m takin' it (Gimme that, Gimme that)
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| Whoo Whoo
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| Hello
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| Is anybody left to listen?
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| I think I wiped out all my fans, I love my competition
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| I never once trust nobody, shit I been suspicious
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| Cuz y’all are fake as fuck, and actin' like you’re on auditions
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| (Ay) Get a little fame, but I know I got a grip on the game with the roots
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| Take another grace, no shame, like bitch it’s built to (roof?)
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| I don’t really need new friends like that, but the other one’s cool
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| But everybody else tryna get a little piece of the dream when the crowd induced
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| You need this shit for the gram
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| I need this shit for the grammies
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| You need this shit for the fans
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| I need this shit for the family
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| This is a part of the plan
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| Call it an audible manning (Yeah)
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| Swear you mothafuckers almost had me but
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| Who do you think you are
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| I’m a song away from star
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| What are you tryna prove
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| Show me what you got, imma take it from you
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| Who the fuck you playin' with
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| I put the code in, then I play this shit
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| Don’t nobody wanna play with me
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| Cause everything you got, I’m takin' it (Gimme that, Gimme that)
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| Whoo Whoo
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| Yeah, I made it bitch
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| Without a label here to make it with
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| And I don’t care if I don’t make it rich
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| Cause everything you got, I’m takin' it (Gimme that, Gimme that)
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| Whoo Whoo |