| Lookin' at my phone, I think it’s 'bout that time
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| If you’re lookin' at your watch, then you know I’m 'bout to shine
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| New hat, big smile, plus a drink with a lime
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| Two fingers, peace sign, now here’s a piece of my mind
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| Around here we all passive aggressive
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| I heard your little mixtape, I thought it was impressive
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| Everybody sayin' they’re the best and now they’re grindin' down their teeth
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| And that’s not the competition, that’s the cats you wanna beat
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| I ain’t bein' arrogant; |
| I’m honest
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| Cats are so confused, must’ve lost their muse
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| Winning personality with everything to lose
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| Talk about the streets but can’t see past their shoes
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| Talk about the beats but can’t see past their moods, I suppose
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| And I slip into the moment like she slip out of her clothes
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| Sorry if I’m forward, y’all should know how it goes
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| It’s iron in the water so we harder with the flows
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| The Minnesota way, you know the locals get me
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| We originate from here just like the Mississippi
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| And I seen a chance to really get some hard earned respect
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| So we answered that call like we was waitin' on a check
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| Please be careful 'cause you’re treadin' where the beast is
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| If comin' at my fam then man you rest in pieces
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| We been killin' this shit, there’s a reason that they pay me
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| And we mashin' so hard I think we need gravy
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| Need to lend a haystack, you gonna have to face that
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| If I ain’t got no reception then I’m at the racetrack
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| Borrowed a piece of heaven, partied like it was nothin'
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| Arguin' with my brethren, maybe we onto somethin' like
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| I’ve arrived, I’m here
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| Take off them sunglasses if it isn’t clear
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| I don’t fuck around with Facebook, I don’t need the friends
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| And it’s supposed to be the year where it all ends
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| Isolation really isn’t workin'
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| Only rappin' for your goons is akin to circlejerkin'
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| Comin' out to shows with matchin' clothes is so damn clutch
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| I’ma open up my mouth just to say that y’all talk too much
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| Early 90's in the house steady jackin' to the beat
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| These could be the last days, man it ain’t up to me
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| I’m liable to say some things you might not like
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| What happens when your pride eats you up, Walter White?
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| Ahooooo
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| Ahooooo
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| Ahooooo
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| Ahooooo |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Walter White , by - Heiruspecs. Song from the album Night Falls, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп