| 10 years, 4 times, standin at the same place
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| 6 grams, 4 dimes, running at the same pace
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| Game 20, couple grades, swear I got the same pace
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| Played my cards right, swear I got the same Ace
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| Metaphor assimilator, take me out the misery
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| You thinkin that my best days history
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| Had my first son, small victory, on tour he be missin me
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| What he calls a mother most times is a bitch to me
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| Never let it get to me, lose track physically
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| Mentally I’m Mr. T, pity any fool tryna stop what I’m meant to be
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| I meant to see a check up, with my taxes in a different league
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| 1 6 0's, two commas individually
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| Measure of a man ain’t always what his digits read
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| Measure of my flow, gyro, pure wizardry
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| Measure of my soul, only tall when he visit me
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| Ridin on a Kennedy
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| (Hook)
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| Get LA keep it rollin, the same here
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| Hit the TV, never hit the same year
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| Listen to my thugs, Kevin in the wonder years
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| Still grindin, never left you, I’m still here
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| Still grindin, never left you, I’m still here
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| Still grindin, never left you, I’m still here
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| Still grindin, never left you, I’m still here
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| Kidz In The Hall killin shit for life 10 years
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| We need 20 visions to be livin on MySpace
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| Now all of these rappers putting this shit up in my face
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| Quitter choosin Twitter, tryna spit with the fine taste
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| Pick of the little one, a sprill and it’s my race
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| Do it for the now, never live in the time chase
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| Drinkin on the crown or tequila with lime chase
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| Sittin on the plane just listenin to grande
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| Think up in the little league, consistent with my fate
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| Peace to Dayla, peace to Hugh too
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| Cuz yall the only reason why I’m doin this music
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| I met em on tour and they fuck with the movement
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| Dynamical smooth shit, that bitches kept move with
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| I’m feelin I’m too sick, I’m killin it tonight
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| It’s what’s why they doin shows with holograms of 2 Pac
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| That’s why they auto-tune shit, tryna do pop
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| Even if do pop is cheaper than tube socks, damn
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| (Hook x2)
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| Get LA keep it rollin, the same here
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| Hit the TV, never hit the same year
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| Listen to my thugs, Kevin in the wonder years
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| Still grindin, never left you, I’m still here
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| Still grindin, never left you, I’m still here
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| Still grindin, never left you, I’m still here
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| Still grindin, never left you, I’m still here
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| Kidz In The Hall killin shit for life 10 years |