| You think you know me
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| In the morning
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| There’s a fear of nightfall
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| When darkness comes and covers all
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| Sometimes we feel pain, ay
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| Sometimes we feel pain, ay
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| Uh, if he fall on that flow let 'em go, gone
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| Niggas ain’t built for this page in my art
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| All this Champagne put a stain on my heart
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| Don’t pick him up, he ain’t built for this part
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| If you wasn’t here for them lows, walk
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| Blick on my hip and I’m dressed like a God
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| Labels like critics just choosing to talk
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| I take a shot and like Moses they part
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| Man, I can’t tell what you mean (Huh)
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| Why does your black feel like business to me?
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| Industry lies never line up on screen (Facts)
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| Peggy keep scoring, I feel like The Dream
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| Yeah, what you want, uh
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| Y’all love the fake, I’ve been real from the start
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| Never hesitate to shoot at a star
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| Stocked up on weapons and pussy and cars
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| Just thought you should know
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| Look at this lane that I made, it was vacant
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| These veggie grill niggas don’t really want beef
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| Real niggas die and then fakers replace 'em
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| Now I see my DNA all in y’all beats
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| Talk, niggas just rap, don’t back up what they talk
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| Play for me, got so much smoke in my heart
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| Rap like I’m gifted and grew up on God, yeah
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| Shorty want dick (What?), money, and leverage
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| One out of three, feel like three when I’m in it (Skrrt)
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| Peggy the GOAT, more like the feds
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| As soon as you see me you know that it’s finished
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| And, how can you tell that he’s winnin' (How?)
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| Floated right through the pandemic, no limits
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| Stunted creatively, don’t got a vision
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| I die for my pride, you be hiding in gimmicks
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| Glock with a switch turn a vegan to spinach (Brr)
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| PM-50, we ain’t beefin', you dinner
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| Turn a «I'll do it» right into «Who did it?»
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| Some you can’t speak, you should just buy a ticket
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| Choke 'em to death with that smoke for this fire
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| Giving these alt niggas hope when I die
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| Call up my mama then hang up the line (Bitch)
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| Money got me feelin' wet like I’m Thai
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| Hard, when I go out tell 'em Peggy ain’t give up, he fought
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| Fuck 'em!
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| Sometimes we feel pain, ay (Huh, dirty)
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| Sometimes we feel pain, feel pain
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| We can change, just we feel pain, ay
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| Sometimes we feel pain, the day, ay
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| Sometimes we feel pain, ay, ay, ay |