| Yeah
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| Cookie in my swisher alright
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| Rookie still we winning alright
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| Too many people at the entrance, don’t matter
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| I’m in the back come and get me alright
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| I seen all this happenin'
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| My life changing from rappin'
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| Or risk my rap changing my life, I’m asking cause I don’t know
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| But I seen a couple hundred at my show
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| Thinking back when I had twenty I was guessing just a flow
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| Now those crowds getting bigger and that loud getting blown even more
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| Man they play my shit in countries I ain’t never been before
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| Try and tell her we gone make it she say she don’t really know
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| Cause what happen when your neck turn gold
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| Tell me it ain’t so
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| I guess those things, really I can’t control much
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| Write out what my soul does and this cold bud it really hold us round?
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| I get all that brain, I get so dumbfound
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| And if these clouds fall, I won’t come down
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| Livin' like
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| I could use a frame
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| I could use a frame
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| To hold this picture in my brain
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| I smoke tree and feel the same, like I’m just living out a script
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| All my life has been a trip
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| I swear
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| I could use a frame
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| I could use a frame
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| To hold this picture in my brain
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| I smoke tree and feel the same, like I’m just living out a script
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| All my life has been a trip
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| I’ve been taking my time
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| I’ve been waiting my turn
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| Anxiously patient educating when this nigga gone learn
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| Nixon all on my watch, all I need is a turn
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| Presidentials don’t define us, that’s just paper to burn
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| Young nigga take what I earn
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| And we don’t stay for the pictures
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| Picture me rolling while she holding
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| God I pray for these bitches
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| From second guessing to finessing
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| Yeah this shit is a blessing
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| All my verses is valid
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| Fuck your salad and dressing
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| Fuck the fashion and money
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| Bitch I rap like a mummy
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| Building bricks for the rainy days and stack for the sunny
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| I’m just rocking with that nigga with the comb over
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| Dropping bombs I can wake you when the storm over
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| KVSHMR my last year
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| You pussy niggers need pap smears
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| Ima change your future like fucka lane?
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| I’m telling you that we passed gears
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| Know it’s us when that cash near
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| And her tits out and that ass real
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| I’m trying to fuck a dime a day
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| Like I started out as a cashier
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| I could use a frame
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| I could use a frame
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| To hold this picture in my brain
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| I smoke tree and feel the same, like I’m just living out a script
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| All my life has been a trip
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| I swear
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| I could use a frame
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| I could use a frame
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| To hold this picture in my brain
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| I smoke tree and feel the same, like I’m just living out a script
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| All my life has been a trip |