| These Brothers gassed up Texaco Shell Esso
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| Homie I am a vessel
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| Reflection of the divine
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| A testament to my time
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| You sleep I’m on my grind
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| Bruxism nizzim like a leaver I am inclined
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| VIP section yeah homie I’m out of line
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| I’m skipping strait to the shine
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| Some taking it as a crime
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| Care less about procedure I’m here to get my dinner
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| No stove he thaw cold up in the winter
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| Sinner winner inventor
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| But far from a beginner
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| Collabo with some of illest of our times
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| See the future computer homie it’s all mathematics
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| These dudes never understood my Calculus and tactics
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| Bruh, you not supposed to
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| They focusing on local
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| I’m global and bicoastal
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| My focal is on my totals
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| Zip across the world like the front of you jacket or postal
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| Code erode the facade and maintain the covenant
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| Your shit more illusion than these democratic governments
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| From a city that whole game ignores
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| So when I call LA they say yo homie where 514
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| After making it through cancer I felt like I was meant for more
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| I’m the GOAT in my city I’m cleaving you from the herd
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| Welcome to Montréal a landscape of the absurd
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| Where every rapper raps like a rapper you already heard
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| And every punch-line's a falt-line
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| Y’already know the words so…
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| (Hook — Jonathan Emile)
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| Must be something wrong with the phone
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| Cause I don’t really hear ya
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| And you could do whatever you like
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| I be on my something different
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| Must be something wrong with the phone
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| Cause I don’t really hear ya
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| Must be something wrong with the phone
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| Cause I don’t really see y’all either
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| (Verse 2 — Jonathan Emile)
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| And what I’ve learned make sure you win even when you loose
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| You are only bound by the life that you choose
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| I’m on my money train you could never call me fake
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| Light skin Wesley Snipes, call me dark skin Drake
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| Intake, get cake flow cold Great Lakes
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| Full House venues
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| Ashley Mary-Kate
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| I never sold that white girl
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| But we started from the bottom and we living in a white world
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| They as what up with the Kendrick situation
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| Never dealt with the artist only the corporation
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| Some are for revolution
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| Some are for institutions
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| Some are focused on profit and others are on solutions
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| At the end of the day make music people feel
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| And that ain’t nothing to do with keeping it real
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| Some say I get good reception cause I got full bars
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| And others say Jonathan, who you the think you are?!
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| Word to my mamma she said that I’m a star
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| Word to my pops he said that I’m a star
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| They say Jonathan, who you the think you are?!
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| I’m far from perfect -- only perfect from a far |