| Once upon a nigga from Dreamville extreme skill plenty plans holding the scheme
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| still a mean pen surprised that Muthafucka got ink still he stink still forest
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| fires back at the king crib a castle really cappin really naw my nigga Snappin
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| fr
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| A lil numb but neva dumb shake a mattress fr
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| Wake all the sleepers up a nightmare for niggas in hell is imaginary fr they
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| catch you slippin get peeled
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| Niggas drippin I feel im tryna swim in some dollas
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| Niggas trippin fr I spent that check on my momma
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| Only women gettin flewed out is Sis And my rib whoever that is
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| Or rather who the future might hold for me I’m tryna find a wife keep the
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| trophies and hoes please a hoe sneez I Can’t even bless her like that
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| Cuz I’m already sick they’ll never find a cure das facts
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| And plus my other bitch can’t even catch us talkin das wraps
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| But I ain’t worried bout her either plenty sand at the beach
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| I got a bitch in Santa Cruz she ride my wave every week
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| I call her Sandy and it’s handy cuz she really got cheeks
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| And she get it by herself pullin Shells in the Jeep I reminisce |
| I reminisce yeah, Honda Civic or Impala switch the whip yeah, since a kid all
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| we wanted was the kicks yeah, Reminiscing got me trippin off the mix yeah
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| I reminisce yeah, Honda Civic or Impala switch the whip yeah, since a kid all
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| we wanted was the kicks yeah, Reminiscing got me trippin off the mix yeah
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| I said 1 bitch, 2 kids, 3,6,4, 13 potential fathers can’t believe these hoes
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| But I ain’t God I’m just the author of these 2−6 notes
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| Forever tatted in my memories I’ll never not know
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| About the codes and the system sum my niggas follow
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| Where Bandanas make you blood with some niggas you know
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| You gotta trust that if it’s going down the next man blow
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| Back to back to all attacks till the last man smoked that’s how it go though
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| If you gon make a move gotta gogo
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| Don’t let ya last decision be a pump fake no slow mo we slide out
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| She sent me the addy we bout to ride out, I tell a bad bitch bring a friend for
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| my nigga auto
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| We pull up in his Hemi to meet some women in envy we ain’t even cashin out she |
| in my face so friendly
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| But we ain’t cum to hash it out here for a couple things only a little lovin
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| keep ya heart we won’t be long here Beloved
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| I reminisce
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| I reminisce yeah, Honda Civic or Impala switch the whip yeah, since a kid all
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| we wanted was the kicks yeah, Reminiscing got me trippin off the mix yeah
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| I reminisce yeah, Honda Civic or Impala switch the whip yeah, since a kid all
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| we wanted was the kicks yeah, Reminiscing got me trippin off the mix yeah
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| I recollect some other days
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| Another day to get paid
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| Another 24 to show the universe that I’m more
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| Than just another nigga rappin bout money pussy galore
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| The world need change the 9-dime my quarters
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| I flip another page in my notebook recording my mind-states
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| Opinion it’s my take
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| They putting up yellow tape
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| Routine around the parts that I’m from Another cold brown body bullet holes
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| from a gun
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| It always started as a party end up killing the fun
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| Niggas egos get to barking issa dog eat pup world
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| Muzzle light up the corner like a candlestick do |
| No time for stopping or recording cost ya life for a view
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| And it’s true
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| For self esteem they do the most for some likes
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| Like what’s the point in pullin up if you ain’t here for the night
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| I need a little more than effort to control my insides
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| Back of the class flow pen got everybody surprised I reminisce
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| I reminisce yeah, Honda Civic or Impala switch the whip yeah, since a kid all
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| we wanted was the kicks yeah, Reminiscing got me trippin off the mix yeah
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| I reminisce yeah, Honda Civic or Impala switch the whip yeah, since a kid all
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| we wanted was the kicks yeah, Reminiscing got me trippin off the mix yeah |