| How I stay out of peoples' way, or how people stay out of my way
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| Issues and confrontations
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| It’s because I don’t let nobody be in control of me
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| I’m in control, that’s the main reason
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| And I don’t let nobody be in control or I’m going to lash out at them for
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| something they’ve done
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| Some of them are even smarter than that, they’ll see you’re in a powerful
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| position and they’ll bred you and then have issues with you later
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| I don’t even accept the bred, I tell man don’t even accept the bred bruv
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| Dem boys are idiots, we don’t watch them
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| Dem boys are idiots, we don’t watch them
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| Dem boys are pants, we don’t really care
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| They stand and stare, foot to the floor and we’re out of here
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| Calm, calm, calm
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| Trust me, I don’t accept the bred
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| So far had minimal drama
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| Close shaves but I’m not a barber
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| Don’t question my objective from you know who’s in my collective
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| So calm, couldn’t be calmer
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| Feeling good, could it be karma?
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| You don’t rate me? |
| That’s objective
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| If you could see from my perspective
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| Man ain’t got time for that!
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| You’re not near me rudeboy, mind the gap
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| Please, you don’t wanna fall on a track with me
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| You’re not in the trap, but you’re trapped in G
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| You do not fool me, nah not at all, see
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| There’s nothing you can teach me, let alone school me
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| So carry on doing your ting, but just know, man don’t care about all that
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| Trust
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| I could be anywhere, there’s draw outs
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| Man are bredding me just to fall out
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| Try bred, I ain’t accepting
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| I keep it moving on a respect ting
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| My name is bait, so you wanna call out
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| If I’m alone, you better go all out
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| One man up is a next ting but now you’re with your goons you’re vexing
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| Rudeboy calm yourself, push too much you’ll harm yourself
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| Fam, come like you’re dying to get near man
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| I dunno wagwan for your intentions fam
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| You do not know me but you wanna show that you’re on the roads
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| But fam I don’t care, there ain’t a single man on the face of the earth I fear
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| So I ain’t hearing all that!
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| Man don’t wear no watch on my arm
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| Look at my phone, I can see wagwan
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| Time, date, set my alarm
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| I don’t watch money, I invest that, calm
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| Might see me with Solo in Farm
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| With Grinder rolling through Narm
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| Might see me out with the wife in Yarm
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| Or see me on foot on my ones, calm
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| Don’t pose up like you modelling arms
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| See me on road, spud, gwarn
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| Taking a pic can’t do no harm
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| But just ask man first, calm
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| Can’t chat shit when I’m here, calm
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| I might connect your face to my palm
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| Or elbow cause it works a charm
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| So just keep it moving, calm |