| I’m aristocratic, legendary status
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| Seven blunts to the face, I’ma let 'em have it
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| They knocking on my door, peeking through the window
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| Niggas telling police, Carl Winslow
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| Where you been?
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| I been posted in the background
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| Nigga where you been?
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| With my niggas in the dog pound
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| Nigga where you been?
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| Getting high, feeling profound
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| Nigga where you been?
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| Topped off in a compound
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| Nigga where you been?
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| and maximize it til the day a nigga is deceased
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| I been running in this marathon, it gets repetitive definitely
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| Start the engine up and rev that motherfucker, get it going expeditiously
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| I gotta ride past all my enemies
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| I want the high life, the amenities
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| I wanna move down from the nosebleeds to the floor seats, the vicinity
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| I gotta elevate, let that shit resonate
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| I’m in a better place, you niggas hesitate
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| Tell 'em I demonstrate, nigga I regulate
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| It’s a different feeling when the vision painted
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| I been too efficient with decisions lately
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| I’ve been in the zone, it’s like I can’t escape it ah
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| Thinking
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| from the time that I’m up til the sundown
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| Going round for round and pound for pound and blow for blow
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| Face to face with every foe
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| The overlord, the overseer, you’re overreaching
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| Nowadays niggas so facetious, can’t believe 'em
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| Paid the meter, find a reason, feeling like it’s my season
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| I’m aristocratic, legendary status
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| Seven blunts to the face, I’ma let 'em have it
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| They knocking on my door, peeking through the window
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| Niggas telling police, Carl Winslow
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| Where you been?
|
| I been posted in the background
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| Nigga where you been?
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| With my niggas in the dog pound
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| Nigga where you been?
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| Getting high, feeling profound
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| Nigga where you been?
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| Topped off in a compound
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| Nigga where you been?
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| Where you been at?
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| Minding my business
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| Feel like Popeye ooh, flex when I get the spinach
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| Where you been at?
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| Feeling like I’m big cat
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| I’m the king of the
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| Too fast with the speed pass
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| I’m
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| with the keys to the rover
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| I’m beast, I’m an ogre
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| I’ma fight
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| I been in the kitchen ooh
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| Whipping up something ignant ooh
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| All my dogs are vicious ooh
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| Ooh, they from the
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| Tell me what you finna do
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| Not afraid of lose
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| I done paid a couple hunnid dues
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| Who the fuck is you?
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| Talking game, we got it sewed up
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| Make you fold up
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| Out your lane, you think you’re so tough
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| I don’t know bruh
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| Get it boys, it’s been a minute now
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| You want it
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| Better, my moves are like Brady
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| I’m doing laps going 80
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| , never had time to be lazy
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| Where you been at?
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| In the back going crazy
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| I’m aristocratic, legendary status
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| Seven blunts to the face, I’ma let 'em have it
|
| They knocking on my door, peeking through the window
|
| Niggas telling police, Carl Winslow
|
| Where you been?
|
| I been posted in the background
|
| Nigga where you been?
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| With my niggas in the dog pound
|
| Nigga where you been?
|
| Getting high, feeling profound
|
| Nigga where you been?
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| Topped off in a compound
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| Nigga where you been? |