| I’m not pretentious but I spit the flow that spark your interest
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| Wine from Martha’s vineyards poured inside the glass I’m sipping
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| Niggas sweet as Splenda but you then try to play the villain
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| I hear a lot of words but it lack the feeling
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| Rap with mad aggression but it’s not effective
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| We cut from different cloths you can’t deny the texture
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| Avoid the altercation try to hit the exit
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| 'Cause if it pop it could get messy like a contraceptive
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| We all got that shit that stink can’t deny the odor
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| Barely sober goodfella but no Ray Liotta
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| Dope lines all that’s missing was the baking soda
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| If the hustle match the muscle you can make the quota
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| Just to stunt in vids we rent convertibles
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| Gorilla Glue had me feeling vertical
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| Got a few songs I never heard of you
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| Freestyling bars while I’m grabbing on the steering wheel
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| Driving through Queens 'cause I feel it gave me character
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| Still parking parallel undisclosed passengers
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| Taking trips to Africa have my money accurate
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| Running through the town with a team of straight savages
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| Yeah, Northside (Southside, Focus)
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| Queens (Queens)
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| Wrong place wrong time get you caught up
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| That 1942 got me tore up
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| Plug used to call me dusty now I’m dripped up
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| And everywhere I go man I’m gripped up
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| Prerolls from Colorado
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| Three hoes they all swallow
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| Live life 'cause nobody’s promised tomorrow
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| Niggas pray when they locked up or shot up
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| Jump in the hell cat hoping got still got us
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| I’m 80,000 feet up nigga you a insect
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| When its time to re-up nigga it’s a big check
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| My bitch Moroccan the coupe on the highway moonwalking
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| Roll a blunt with the Moroccan
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| Northside (Southside)
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| Northside (Southside)
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| Northside (Southside)
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| Northside (Southside) |