| See I done did everything when I could, and when I could
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| And if I could do this shit all again I would, all again I would
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| I wouldn’t change shit
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| Cause if you see me now I’m on the same shit
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| I said if you see me now I’m on the same tip
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| Y’all bitches won’t never see my game switch
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| I said yes y’all, yes yes y’all
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| Montana, know you fuckin' with the best y’all
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| I said yes y’all, yes yes y’all
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| Santana, know you fuckin' with the best y’all
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| I said yes y’all, yes yes y’all
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| Coke Boys, know you fuckin' with the best y’all
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| I said yes y’all, yes yes y’all
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| Dipset, bitch you fuckin' with the best y’all
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| It ain’t a photoshoot, we do this every night
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| I got to take it easy, Eric Wright
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| Shawty acting up, put her on connecting flight
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| I stay flee strap on, I get dressed for life
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| Ooh, got to have it, got to have it
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| A thousand thread count, come and check out the fabric
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| Purple city, purple drink, Lenny Kravitz
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| Blue diamonds, Michael Finley, yeah I’m talking Mary
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| Mobb Deep still shining, talkin' Harry
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| I’m talkin' David Copperfield, I’m talkin' magic
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| I’m talkin' what they talk about if they livin' after
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| I’m talkin' Lazarus, I’m talkin ash to ash
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| Dust to dust, like Cassius Clay was at it
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| Picasso drawing, Eminem, Marshall Mathers
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| Average to lavish, Dr. Dre, Aftermathin'
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| If you talkin' me and money, yeah I’m talkin' marriage
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| I’m talking mixing yellow with the purple, talkin' Magic
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| Talkin' Johnson and Johnson, mix it with the ashes
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| I said yes y’all, yes yes y’all
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| Montana, know you fuckin' with the best y’all
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| I said yes y’all, yes yes y’all
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| Santana, know you fuckin' with the best y’all
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| I said yes y’all, yes yes y’all
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| Coke Boys, know you fuckin' with the best y’all
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| I said yes y’all, yes yes y’all
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| Dipset, bitch you fuckin' with the best y’all
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| Everybody claim they a real one
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| Everybody ballin' 'til the bill come
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| Everybody blood 'til it’s time to spill some
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| Bitches love Paris so I take 'em to the Hilton
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| Yes y’all, I stay fresh y’all
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| Life’s a chess board, but for this dough I play Connect 4
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| Check after check I collect, tryna collect more
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| And for a check you get checked off
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| Life’s cheap, don’t get bought
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| Life’s a bitch, money’s an escort
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| Import, export, tailor made, cut from the best cloth
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| Balmain on, niggas more than flexed us
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| Santana back to pick up where I left off
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| Y’all niggas know me
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| I was the best before the best was
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| And now I’m back for what they owe me
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| Lil boy fresh all grown up
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| Pot clickin' still turning' the stove up, yup
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| Lil nigga still dripped in gold
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| Thousand gram kilos like I’m dipped in coke
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| Fuck school, I ain’t like it
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| My mother said she want more from me
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| Not going, she said that you’re a pure dummy
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| Instead I’m trafficking in traffic out in cross country
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| Dear mama your son turned to a floss junky
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| So I stepped into the ballpark
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| Coke, I franchised like Walmart
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| Sold it to the law, lawyers, judges, and mall cops
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| Got it any occassion, nigga I’m Hallmark
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| So yes y’all, yes yes y’all
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| No need to guess, I’m flee, that’s fresh y’all
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| I said yes y’all, yes yes y’all
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| Montana, know you fuckin' with the best y’all
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| I said yes y’all, yes yes y’all
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| Santana, know you fuckin' with the best y’all |