| Uh, police want me in they back seat
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| First they gotta beat me in this track meet, uh
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| Mad cause I’m out here living tax free
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| Tell the IRS don’t even ask me, yeah
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| And I’m cheating on my bitch like I’m Bill Clinton
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| Yeah and I bet she never catch me
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| You niggas sent the police dogs to attack me
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| But I’m gone and them niggas didn’t scratch me, yeah
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| Whole week got the five star suite
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| White folks think that I’m an athlete
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| But I couldn’t get a job at a Zaxby’s
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| Let alone get the NBA to draft me, shit
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| Started smoking heavily at 17 (uh)
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| Father got rid of me literally (yeah)
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| Mom took me in no matter what I did (uh)
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| Now I’m selling adderall to all the college kids (yeah)
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| They ain’t wanna let me in the U of M (uh)
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| There wadn’t enough bitches up at Southwest (yea)
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| But I sold pills to a few of them (uh)
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| And that’s how I got the name Doc Jeff (uh Jeffery)
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| 16 trying to get my piss clean
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| So I can get a damn job up at Dix Queen
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| White bitch with a tongue ring, dumb thick
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| Family looking at us like we convicts (why?)
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| Cause they know a nigga out here on that nonsense (yeah)
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| Yeah they know a nigga out here on that nonsense (yeah)
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| Niggas staring at my gang like we gang bang (damn)
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| Cause they know my niggas into doing dumb shit, nigga (yo, uh)
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| Out of town riding with my home team (yeah)
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| Cocaine gave that bitch a nosebleed man
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| I don’t even know what he sold me (nah)
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| I lost my best friend to an OD, damn
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| Playing with the H thats a no need (nah)
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| My nigga shit cracked like a phone screen man (uh)
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| My nigga smoked crack right in front of me
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| I got the contact it was no sleep, nah
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| My PO find that then it’s O-V
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| Then I’m done with, yo
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| And every time I drop some content, yo
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| I start a motherfuckin' conflict (ayy)
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| And niggas see me and they know I’m on that nonsense (uh)
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| These niggas see us and they know we on that nonsense (uh)
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| Niggas staring at my gang like we gang bang (damn)
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| Cause they know my niggas into doing dumb shit, nigga (uh)
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| Above The Law records nigga
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| (above)
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| Nigga, uh
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| The Blacklist, yeah
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| Yo
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| I dump a bad bitch (bitch) like I’m Brad Pitt (Pitt)
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| I show off a lot because I never had shit (yeah)
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| I was a mad jit (jit), just a tad bit (yeah)
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| And now my name tattooed on The Blacklist (yeah)
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| And I must admit (what?), that I deserve it (yeah)
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| I worked hard for it (true) and it was worth it (yeah)
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| And I can’t wait to sign 'cross that dotted line (why?)
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| I’mma make sure my signature is perfect
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| Yeah I’m getting blackballed (yeah)
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| And theys bitches on my dick, I’m getting cat-called (yeah)
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| And these niggas on my dick, they need to back off (yeah)
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| Mane I make these nigga turn they fuckin' Mac off (yeah)
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| Nigga I’m that raw (yeah)
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| Nigga I’m too raw (yeah)
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| I’m at your college campus posted like I’m Ash' Roth (yeah)
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| And I don’t go to school here I’m selling Ad-rall (yeah)
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| My bitch way badder than y’all hoes y’all need to back off (yo)
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| I’d rather jack off (yo) |