| Swain
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| What’s good Fel?
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| Yuh
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| Man fuck what it costs
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| I’m the effect you the cause
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| It’s no affection at all
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| I’m just perfecting it all
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| Now they wanna handshake
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| Cause they shit fell off
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| Y’all done made me pissed
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| And you set Fel off uh!
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| If he wanna get it this ain’t really what he want
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| I’m only focused on the hits I had to give em what they want
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| You know I’m evel (evil) like Knieval make a living when I stunt
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| And I just turn my back ‘cause everbody wanna front
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| Hit em from the jump got ‘em hidden in the vault
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| Hit em with the hits and it really ain’t my fault
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| Know I’m finna drop but I’m never gunna fall
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| Only so much you can take when you’re giving it ya all
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| Ay, and I’m on tour so
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| Hadda get the logo for the torso
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| Runnin' through the stage had it torn up
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| But this is not a stage I got more though
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| I’ma run it up in yo region
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| Fuck about a blog if he reachin
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| Gotta have a bag just to reach him
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| Haha… it’s no reason
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| Man I know it’s coming with the territory
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| If I give it back that’s a terror story
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| I’ma tear it up no preparing for it
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| And I gotta charge now they paying for it, (yeah they paying for it)
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| And that’s that uh
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| Ain’t no telling lies thats a fact ay
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| I be on the track doin' laps uh
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| You could say it fell into my lap
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| … and call em how I see em
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| I ain’t never gunna stop until i’m in a colosseum
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| Everybody wanna reach ‘em through a call or through a DM
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| And I do it on my own and I be reaping it per diem
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| And it’s gunna be that way until the reaper come to meet ‘em
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| Uh, yeah … you can keep all of your meetings
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| And I know if I done said it then I bet I fucking mean it
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| Everyone say they the nicest and if that’s true i’m the meanest
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| I’m about to hit the scene and ain’t no way you haven’t seen it like
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| Uh, … all intensity
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| You can’t hit me i’m on tour i’m in ten cities
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| I’m only worried 'bout myself and my legacy
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| And I could do it all again ‘nother leg I see yeah
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| … and it ain’t a contest
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| Lotta con artists weighing on my conscience
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| Nah i’m just playing that don’t make no sense
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| … and it don’t make no cents |