| What you know about anomalies?
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| Got too much sauce, call a Polynesian, mhm
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| What you know about a real grind, takes too much time
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| What do you believe in, nothing
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| I’m on your head like a halo
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| At your motherfuckin' neck like a tight noose
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| Work too hard, livin' like a recluse
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| Heard you soft, transparent, see-through
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| Ol' sad ass nigga, jet lagged ass nigga, no gas ass nigga
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| You half ass nigga, went too fast nigga
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| Heard your flight crashed, false flag ass nigga
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| Man I passed that nigga
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| I ain’t really got the patience though, nah
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| See it’s all about the timing though, no
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| I been shinin' like a diamond in the rough
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| Came up but the style is in the air
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| Really don’t want to leave again, but yeah
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| Tell 'em follow my steps, I’ll lead the way
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| I could show you how to get a cheque to stack and flip
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| In ten years still collectin' that’s consistent
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| My, how the tables turned, the day is different
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| Young Padawan became the Jedi Master
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| I could make a miracle from your disaster
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| I could take this wine and turn it into water, baby
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| I could purify your putrid spirit
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| You just gotta trust the kid, shut up and listen
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| I could blow a mind or two just from the vision
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| All at a different pace, I’m past efficient
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| I could take your pain and numb your fuckin' grievin'
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| See I elevated high, I’m past achievement
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| Speakin' for the low and lonely non-believers
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| Searchin' for they purpose, somethin' to believe in
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| Ain’t no rest in my time, tell 'em I shine
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| Your shit in the air like WiFi, on the timeline
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| You still waitin' on the sideline while it’s game time
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| No I’ll never let you take mines, in this lifetime
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| What next, I need respect and abundance damn
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| You just a man on the internet
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| Leasin' your shit with no dividends
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| You know damn well that was not your Benz
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| I need respect and abundance damn
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| You just a man on the internet
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| Leasin' your shit with no dividends
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| You know damn well that was not your Benz
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| Mhm, yeah, pick it up shorty, yeah
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| Gotta pack pack in the mornin' yeah
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| Got a fat stack for the weekend
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| Run it back in the mornin'
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| I’ma pass to my homie
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| Yeah, major profit, need a profit, we deposit
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| Got a problem, had 'em watchin'
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| Gonna look at mini me, got a faucet
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| Better cup up with the water, poppin'
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| Line 'em up it’s important
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| Find 'em all stuck in the mud, get a
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| Feelin' like pong gotta pong and I’m shot up
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| Ba-ba-back it up, back it up slowly
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| Better lay down 'cause the homie know me
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| Work by the pound, can’t clone me homie
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| Crib with the view so
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| Man I can’t lose, I’m Kobe
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| Yeah I’m with the Crew like Goldlink
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| Hand me the Uzi, loaded
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| Cannibal, animal, eat 'em like sushi
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| Cannonball splash on you bitch, yeah
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| Kill 'em all Mac in you bitch, yeah
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| Workin' on capitol bitch
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| Hol' up, wait, whoa whoa whoa
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| I am so mellow, took three to the head
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| I’m high like hella, wanna breathe in the dead
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| Ain’t no rest in my time, tell 'em I shine
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| Your shit in the air like WiFi, on the timeline
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| You still waitin' on the sideline while it’s game time
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| No I’ll never let you take mines, in this lifetime
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| What next, I need respect and abundance damn
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| You just a man on the internet
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| Leasin' your shit with no dividends
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| You know damn well that was not your Benz
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| I need respect and abundance damn
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| You just a man on the internet
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| Leasin' your shit with no dividends
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| You know damn well that was not your Benz |