| Grew a steady poker face 'cuz I’ve been at it so long
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| Stüssy jacket in the rain, I’m off a hydrocodone
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| Loosie baby, no relation, I’m her daddy, hold on
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| Whoopsie-daisy, dropping classics, who debate it? |
| I’m just asking
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| Grew a steady poker face 'cuz I’ve been at it so long
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| Stüssy jacket in the rain, I’m off a hydrocodone
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| Loosie baby, no relation, I’m her daddy, hold on
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| Whoopsie-daisy, dropping classics, who debated? |
| Loose amazing
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| I bare my soul and made this loose leaf a confessional
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| I’m next to go, idols got me by a decimal
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| I keep the ganja with me like the floozie I’m caressing on
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| Say she wanna twist it up but Loosie the professional
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| Nigga diss the Village, ooh he boofing on the reginald
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| Laced with some amphetamine, pussy nigga let it go
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| Lost his girlfriend at a bad bitch contest
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| Goofy nigga, truly, put the pussy on a pedestal
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| Coup de ville the two seat with the wood grain
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| Pimping visions, day dreams in a classist
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| Clashing class of losers, fitting in
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| Left my momma crib, I’m moving units, splitting dividends
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| U-Haul truck full of shit I been drilling in
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| My niggas heads, it’s time to get this bread
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| My dear is Venicin', my stare is menacing
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| I’m steering clear of that bull shit
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| Although I can bear it, Leo cub in these white socks
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| Mine are not generic
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| Came up on a stain, really got God to thank
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| Been a lot of suspect niggas on the scene, sound like a job for me
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| Karma come around right quick with some of the fun shit for you
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| Or some of the fuck shit
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| Gotta keep her on my side, that’s why I go show love
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| Never reluctant but uh
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| Now I got screws loose
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| But that don’t mean that my demeanor gon' reflect it
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| Y’all niggas look like y’all champagne got laced with prune juice
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| You after me? |
| Your trampoline is proved defective
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| I ditched my class and my electives, slip your socks in my perspective
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| I rocked slacks, got cut no slack
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| Swear them bitches ain’t believe me when I said I won’t go back
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| Sat across some social worker, in his eyes I know he felt me
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| But I learned that politics control what niggas tell me
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| Real shit, these niggas killing dreams by mistake
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| For the sake of positions, I relate, my commission my priority forever
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| My authority can blow me
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| You had judged me by my cover, nigga you don’t even know me
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| Whoa now, I’ve been after this forever baby
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| Ho now, don’t be dancing with the devil baby
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| Whoa now, I try to walk the straight and narrow
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| My eyes is in the crosshairs of demons' flame and arrows |