| I’m the proof, you know the truth, no need to find out
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| Anything I’ll sell, they’ll buy out
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| If it’s der it’ll fly out
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| You’ve got a buzz but that’s not enough, I’ll watch it die out
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| Only us, all that 'Owe you' stuff, 'nough love until we sign out
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| Back with psalms, I love the higher 'cause that’s my darg
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| I played him right as soon as he hands my cards
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| That’s why the family’s calm
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| I like haters when they’re secretly fans of ours
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| Wrap the flavours, these ain’t candy bars
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| Blowing this ganja sparked, it tastes like candy, rarse
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| Fucked, I think it’s the skittles
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| This ain’t a spliff, it’s a missile
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| If I ain’t the plug then I’m man in the middle
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| My baddy, she little and buff
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| Lips like a duck, give me some uck
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| With dribble
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| Blowing the whistle, my toes all crippled
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| Trust, I’m so official blud
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| The glow is a must
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| They’re hoping I run out of luck
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| What the fuck?
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| Watch it triple
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| Don’t talk brucks when you’re bruck
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| I’ve got a chicken but this one don’t cluck
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| You still affi chuck
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| 'Till my people dem up
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| Bread affi bruck
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| Can’t trust nobody else, only us
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| We could not get undercut
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| Me and my brothers are nuts
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| Coming out of the mud
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| And you wanna see us stuck
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| Punk
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| Stressed, smoking skunk
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| My lungs got t’umped
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| I bet they want me done
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| Runner get tu’n into runt
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| The best
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| Never been like them ones, Celeste
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| , caressed
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| I’m gonna hunt for funds, for cheques
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| Huffing they’re someone’s son, I’m blessed
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| The blessings, they come, they come
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| I’m the proof, you know the truth, no need to find out
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| Anything I’ll sell, they’ll buy out
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| If it’s der it’ll fly out
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| You’ve got a buzz but that’s not enough, I’ll watch it die out
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| Only us, all that 'Owe you' stuff, 'nough love until we sign out
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| I’m the proof, you know the truth, no need to find out
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| Anything I’ll sell, they’ll buy out
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| If it’s der it’ll fly out
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| You’ve got a buzz but that’s not enough, I’ll watch it die out
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| Only us, all that 'Owe you' stuff, 'nough love until we sign out
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| I can’t marry this strip
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| When I get off the block, I’ll be happy as shit
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| Gotta pattern it quick
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| Said he’s got me, I don’t think man is legit
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| my face, I’m stabbing a brick
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| And hands on, I’ll go wassi and flip
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| Crash it and dip
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| I’m savage with it
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| I do dirt then valet the whip
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| And skrr
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| I need my wrist on burr
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| I take the whisker’s purr
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| Wrist all work
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| Hit the curb
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| I’ve been imburst
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| Rip him a new one, he dissed me first
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| Said he’s a demon, my mumma’s pitney’s worse
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| That’s me, durr
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| Always telling me that I need church
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| But life ain’t been the same since I see bro in a hearse
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| Can’t lie, that shit hurt
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| Buried you with bare hands, palms full of dirt
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| I can’t stop for breaks cah that shit will make it worse
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| Tears running down my face, the pain let it burn
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| Every day when I wait, I just find a urge
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| Feel to slide and purge bright, I don’t like these nerds
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| Calling up your phone, knowing you ain’t on the Earth
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| Shit I gotta learn
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| I’m the proof, you know the truth, no need to find out
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| Anything I’ll sell, they’ll buy out
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| If it’s der it’ll fly out
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| You’ve got a buzz but that’s not enough, I’ll watch it die out
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| Only us, all that 'Owe you' stuff, 'nough love until we sign out |