| God Damn
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| Who you thought it was?
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| Everywhere we go
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| Mu fuckas tryna follow us
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| Moving like party bus
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| Got that paul mccartney buzz
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| And I know they want my spot
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| Bro it’s hardly love
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| God Damn
|
| Who you thought it was?
|
| Everywhere we go
|
| Mu fuckas tryna follow us
|
| Moving like party bus
|
| Got that paul mccartney buzz
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| And I know they want my spot
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| Bro it’s hardly love
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| But they always tryna cut me down
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| Gun to my head right now
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| Probably pull the trigger
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| If I don’t tell em where the money at
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| But I ain’t gone make a sound
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| I’m just to real for this shit
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| I would never lose
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| Fuck the jealousy
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| Brodie i’m just trying to get it too
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| Fuck you telling me?
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| Money only thing i’m headed to
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| Haters rest in peace
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| Mu fucka
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| I will bury you
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| Yeah
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| Look at me
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| Doing all that I need
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| To be the one they believe in
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| When there ain’t nobody
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| I got my hands to the sky
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| I thank my lord that I’m blessed
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| I go from days I can stand this
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| Into the days with no stress
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| God Damn
|
| Who you thought it was?
|
| Everywhere we go
|
| Mu fuckas tryna follow us
|
| Moving like party bus
|
| Got that paul mccartney buzz
|
| And I know they want my spot
|
| Bro it’s hardly love
|
| God Damn
|
| Who you thought it was?
|
| Everywhere we go
|
| Mu fuckas tryna follow us
|
| Moving like party bus
|
| Got that paul mccartney buzz
|
| And I know they want my spot
|
| Bro it’s hardly love
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| I’m doing me
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| And they can’t stand it
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| I’m in my own world bro
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| We ain’t even on the same planet
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| I’m like link
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| When he slayed gannon
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| Slice it up
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| You gone probably
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| Need an ace bandage
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| And they famished
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| Fuckers tryna to eat off me
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| Got your girl in my bed
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| Get your feet off please
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| I don’t know what she was doing
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| It was beyond me
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| Face down
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| Ass up
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| Screaming Si papi
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| Yeah
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| Look at me
|
| Doing all that I need
|
| To be the one they believe in
|
| When there ain’t nobody
|
| I got my hands to the sky
|
| I thank my lord that I’m blessed
|
| I go from days I can stand this
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| Into the days with no stress |