| It’s gon' be difficult for you to forget me, yeah
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| What up?
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| It’s gon' be difficult for you to forget me, yeah
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| I’m him
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| This just in, I’m Goliath, rap game king Leonidas
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| Prayin' for the ones that’s indicted
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| Sex tape dropped, unexcited
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| This just in, I’m Goliath, rap game king Leonidas
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| Prayin' for the ones that’s indicted
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| Sex tape dropped, unexcited
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| I been a G, throwin' that dick in her kidney
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| Now I stand on the business for chief
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| Knowin' they want your position or blemish your image
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| Don’t give in no energy, please
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| Knowin' that shit done got critical
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| I got some sinners who willin' to send it for me
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| Knowin' my lil one is gifted
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| And really 'bout spinnin', but he gotta get to the league
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| I got the power like God and them
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| Power to take away oxygen (What else?)
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| Shawty wanna get on her knees
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| I semen her cheeks and re-grow her collagen
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| I was on easy-town, I done been around the world
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| Dreka still with the shit, ain’t safe to be around your girl
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| Ass out the window, eatin' lama on the interstate
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| Hoes sell crystal meth, Bread Winner, dinner plate
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| Order me a demon, I done pulled up in a Hellcat
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| Long way away, when we was sleepin' on an airmat
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| Big body ring, same place where the jail at
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| Carolina street, where I was 'posed to catch the sales at
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| Touchdown in the 'jects, still love havin' sex
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| Affair not includin', this not VVS
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| Buss down with shit skrrt 'round, DBS
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| I done got a TV show, need to be on TBS
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| Thinkin' bout shawty don’t call, she gon' see me, yeah
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| I’m retarded, I’m with CBS
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| Black do a nigga frontin' with a hair piece
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| Trap lead, yes Lord, workin' like an athlete
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| Solitary diamonds, I forgot what I was wearin'
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| Big booty white bitch lookin' at me starin'
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| Catch a vibe in Atlanta, run a couple errands
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| Baby girl stick it out and put it in the air, please
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| Now my ship settin' sail, old ho, wish 'em well
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| I just got a label check, I’ma get a hundred bail
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| South Carolina partner come and get a twenty bag
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| Get him with the hundred pack, told him «Nigga, run with that»
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| Thinkin' 'bout runnin' off family, ain’t come back
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| Bread winner Rodman, now where the whole world money at
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| Touchdown in the 'jects, push-ups, lot of sex
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| Affair not includin', this not VVS
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| Iced out Cartier, this not new Patek
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| Lifestyle comin' out
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| Big .38 ain’t slim in a dope hole
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| I got this bitch in a chokehold
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| In Michoacán where the dope soul
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| She from Sinaloa she loco
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| The ups and the down been a long road
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| The eagle, that Bread Winner logo
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| Said «I'ma make her hold on»
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| I told her to meet me at solo
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| We go to Tulum we don’t prolong
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| I told her that I ain’t have no clothes on
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| She caught her a tan, now she rose gold
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| I hit it from the back with the long stroke
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| I’m cookin' that dope with the rope on
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| I stand in the kitchen, the stove on
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| Know how to fight, get flappin' my wings
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| Sick by the bitch, it was better for me
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| Fucked by the public, I’m back in the streets
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| Fucked by the rapper who rappin' like me
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| Quarantine hit, I was wrappin' them keys
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| Sit in your mansion and relax in the deep
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| Post up and trap by the AirBnB
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| I’m learnin' how to speak Vietnamese
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| I knew her mami, now send me them P’s
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| I sell a lil' loud 'cause my camels eat weed
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| They know how I’m livin', respectin' my pimpin'
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| They know that I’m cut from up under that
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| They told me to stay out of trouble
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| I moved to Atlanta to change my ways
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| Now they comparin' me to big trouble
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| 'Cause I run a train on your ho every day
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| It’s gon' be difficult for you to forget me, yeah
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| Havin' my own way makin' them mad, praise to the God
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| It’s gon' be difficult for you to forget me, yeah
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| who they is
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| Speak on the king, not controllin' your lips
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| Secretively wanna choke on the dick
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| Spit in your face and you choke it again
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| Yeah, choke it again, bitch, haha, choke it again
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| Keep that bitch in your mouth, you heard me?
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| Havin' my own way and it’s makin' them mad
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| Big booty bitch, I’ma hit from the back
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| Havin' my own way and it’s makin' them mad
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| Big booty bitch, I’ma hit from the back
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| Havin' my own way and it’s makin' them mad
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| Big booty bitch, I’ma hit from the back
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| Big booty bitch, I’ma hit from the back
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| It’s gon' be difficult for you to forget me, yeah
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| It’s gon' be difficult for you to forget me, yeah (Ayy)
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| I feel amazing, I swear to God now
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| It’s gon' be difficult for you to forget me, yeah
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| It’s gon' be difficult for you to forget me, yeah |