| Every saint has a past
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| Every sinner has a future
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| I don’t care how you make your money
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| Nigga I salute you
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| I’m gon' die with two bitches naked doin' the kamasutra
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| It might not be okay with you
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| But it make me happy so I do it
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| Prove yourself to yourself, fuck everybody else, yeah
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| Prove yourself to yourself, fuck everybody else, yeah
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| Prove yourself to yourself, fuck everybody else, yeah
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| Prove yourself to yourself, fuck everybody else
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| See, first off my nigga I ain’t perfect
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| I’ma motherfuckin' hypocrite
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| See my momma just called, slipped and hung up the phone in the background
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| Aye bitch you mad? |
| Shut the fuck up
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| When the fuck am I gon' change?
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| All these hoes call me immature
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| But I got big, big, bang, bang, bitch, I’ma change it like connoisseur
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| If you gon' do it, do it big, nigga
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| If it work well, repeat it repeat it repeat it
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| And don’t trust these fuck niggas if you get a contract let a lawyer read it
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| Ay, boy, you end up broke
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| They lookin' good in them suits but inside they some demons
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| They claimin' that they your folk but they twistin up the meanin
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| They so low down that they shame and, nigga, I ain’t talkin' Keenen
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| Fuck it fuck her
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| The teacher said there’s something wrong with me
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| And now we addicted to pharmacies
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| Vice after vice they don’t never leave
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| I gotta stay up but I’m scared to sleep
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| Thankfully I’m of a better breed
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| Fuck the size of the dog, it’s the pedigree
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| Me first,
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| Big cheese died brough the dead with me
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| Zuse full of money with the shipment
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| But I tell the hoes they only worth a ten piece
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| See I’m smokin' to release the edge in me
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| Really I’m too smart for therapy
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| I’m just tryin' not to make the future my past
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| Devil on my ass, he tellin' me
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| Every saint has a past
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| Every sinner has a future
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| I don’t care how you make your money
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| Nigga I salute you
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| I’m gon' die with two bitches naked doing the kamasutra
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| It might not be okay with you
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| But it make me happy so I do it
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| Prove yourself to yourself, fuck everybody else
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| Prove yourself to yourself, fuck everybody else
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| Prove yourself to yourself, fuck everybody else
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| Prove yourself to yourself, fuck everybody else
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| Two seats, four women
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| Fuck the beat, I beat the op like raw denim
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| inside the UK
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| talked about me
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| What the fuck did I tell you
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| I’m about to be flyin' rebel
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| The flag from my country I came to US
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| I swear no one touch me
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| still keep it 100
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| My team, 'oh so loyal I say jump, they bungee
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| I run it, my bruddah, like fitness
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| stick blunts with me
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| I’ma whole time
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| Best believe that I’ma catch it like a frisbee
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| White boy keep killin' like a frenzy
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| Best believe I’m blowing up like a chimney
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| Every saint has a past
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| Every sinner has a future
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| I don’t care how you make your money
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| Nigga I salute you
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| I’m gon' die with two bitches naked doing the kamasutra
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| It might not be okay with you
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| But it make me happy so I do it
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| Prove yourself to yourself, fuck everybody else
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| Prove yourself to yourself, fuck everybody else
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| Prove yourself to yourself, fuck everybody else
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| Prove yourself to yourself, fuck everybody else |