| It’s tentative right now, but it’s there
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| You can either analyze it to death, or you can accept it, and watch it grow
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| 'Cause if you let it, it will
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| But that’s what scaring you, isn’t it?
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| I entertain the gods, I’m highly favored for it, I made a mark
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| My style is flammable, it’s unattainable
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| I push it forward to change the guard
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| But sounding off, then left, depart
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| Our shit abroad, outta this world, my address is in the stars
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| High as a king, play the post, they calling me Olajiah Wan
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| Follow my gut I ain’t been led wrong, that’s intuition
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| For instance, it’s capitol punishment for all resistance
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| Still with the mission, they giving off all that smoke, too much emission
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| The product y’all emote, that shit ain’t dope, that’s a placebo
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| A rush, a bust, a flash in the pan, Timothy fucking Tebow
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| We captivate with raps that fill the back with packs of pre-rolls
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| Smoke all the tabernac, the blunt molly-whop like a hammer jack
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| I roll it right or left, it makes no difference bitch I’m ambidex'
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| This can of kush to set the ambiance, might need an ambulance
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| CPR and C.A.T Scans to reconnect your Wi-Fi
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| Cannibalistic, niggas treat your livelihood like Five Guys
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| Too sadistic, best of wishes while you on that long ride
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| The self sufficient, shall survive and thrive alive on this side
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| Revived and ready for action, ready for all mishaps to happen
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| I’m avoiding all that bullshit with a passion
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| Yeah, a top rhyme spitter
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| Roll an L and play my shit, fill up your mind nigga
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| Might get a bit belligerent, I’m off the brown liquor
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| We got the shit to make 'em all hit the floor quicker
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| This shit forever nigga
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| Yeah
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| It’s tentative right now, but it’s there
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| You can either analyze it to death, or you can accept it, and watch it grow
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| 'Cause if you let it, it will
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| But that’s what scaring you, isn’t it? |