| Yeah, steady livin' in the sun, yeah
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| My bank account, yeah
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| I’m just as happy as can be, yeah
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| And now you just wanna be me
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| A lotta shit up on my chest, like I been
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| Now I’m tired of these niggas who think they gainin' no respect
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| Now
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| So don’t fuckin' piss me off or get your shit snapped
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| I do not fuck with weapons, use my hands to peel your skin back
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| Ghostie, WOLF whiplash
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| Leave your body hangin' out the freezer like «Who did that?»
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| When I arrive in buildings, everyone give me a shit stare
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| I, now I’m jealous like «How he get that?»
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| Diversa fucking Unit, get with it or eat a dickhead
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| Yeah, steady livin' in the sun, yeah
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| My bank account, yeah
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| I’m just as happy as can be, yeah
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| And now you just wanna be me
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| Yeah, steady livin' in the sun, yeah
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| My bank account, yeah
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| I’m just as happy as can be, yeah
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| And now you just wanna be me |