| Nah, he ain’t the one‚ give him a year and he done
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| Hopped on the track and I run
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| I came up‚ now they tryna switch it up like
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| (Huh)
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| Took them blocks and laid them‚ built up my own city
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| (Now I run it)
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| You just mad I got the culture ridin' with me, like
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| Nah, he ain’t the one‚ give him a year and he done
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| Hopped on the track and I run
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| I came up, now they tryna switch it up like
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| (Huh)
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| Took them blocks and laid them, I built up my city
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| (Now I run it)
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| You just mad I got the culture ridin' with me
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| Ayy‚ I secured a bag
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| God directs my feet, when you shut the door, that’s a favor you is doing me
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| See I just took my time, never rush, built my catalog
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| (All on my)
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| All on my own dime, when you weren’t tryin' to tag along
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| Now people out here marchin' like a lackin' 'cause they know that He’s real
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| Lately I’ve been grabbin', catch me mobbin' in that Coupe DeVille
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| Moment I hit that gas, bro it’s a smash, I know they call it a high crime
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| I look and laugh, tell 'em to scat, never be eekin' on your lawn (Nah, nah)
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| Bookoo milk inside my Fruit Loops, my team move, different than you do
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| You might catch a couple boo boos, elbows up I’m in my cre-ew
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| Ayy, I got a touch of the classy
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| (Yeah)
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| I’m goin' fancy, why would you pass, I told you the song was catchy
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| (I told you so)
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| Nah, he ain’t the one, give him a year and he done
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| Hopped on the track and I run
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| I came up, now they tryna switch it up like
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| (Huh)
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| Took them blocks and laid them, built up my own city
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| (Now I run it)
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| You just mad I got the culture ridin' with me, like
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| Nah, he ain’t the one, give him a year and he done
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| Hopped on the track and I run
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| I came up, now they tryna switch it up like
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| (Huh)
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| Took them blocks and laid them, I built up my city
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| (Now I run it)
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| You just mad I got the culture ridin' with me
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| (Yeah yeah, Dyllie)
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| Yeah, nah, he ain’t the one
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| Give him a year and he done, that’s what they said to me
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| Uh, then I went vegan and cut out the beef and since then I been stacking my
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| celery
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| I got the produce, this ain’t a verse, this is whole foods
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| How could I show you?, lyrics nutritious and never fictitious
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| I got a new mission that’s old news
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| But good news (Good news), I do my dance like Footloose (Footloose)
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| Look at my pants Camo (Camo)
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| Head to toe I look like Rambo (Rambo)
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| I wear the socks with the sandles (I do)
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| I do not care what you think (Nah)
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| Sword of the Spirit I’m Link (Whew)
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| Sword of the Spirit I’m Link
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| (Yah, yah)
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| Nah, he ain’t the one, give him a year and he done
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| Hopped on the track and I run
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| I came up, now they tryna switch it up like
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| (Huh)
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| Took them blocks and laid them, built up my own city
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| (Now I run it)
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| You just mad I got the culture ridin' with me, like
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| Nah, he ain’t the one, give him a year and he done
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| Hopped on the track and I run
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| I came up, now they tryna switch it up like
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| (Huh)
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| Took them blocks and laid them, I built up my city
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| (Now I run it)
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| You just mad I got the culture ridin' with me |