| Ohh, I’m about to go where they couldn’t follow
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| Ohh, even if they know, I’ll be gone before tomorrow
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| Yuh
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| I do it for the team
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| Fuck it, we schemin'
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| Fuck all these bitches who said we were dreamin'
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| Up on my grind, ain’t see what I’m seein'
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| You ain’t movin' then fuck it I’m leavin'
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| Fuck it li’l bitch, fuck it I’m gone
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| Took the L, when I die I respawn
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| Fuck it I’m light-years away
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| Don’t joke, I don’t play
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| Toy Story, infinity beyond
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| I just go hard in the paint for the boys
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| The rest all fake, I call ‘em decoys
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| That’s not a stick, y’all playin' wit' toys
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| It’s YNGKOTZ, the real deal McCoy
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| AVK, bitch you know what’s the dal
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| You ain’t me, you ain’t feel what I feel
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| I’m just tryna make me a mill'
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| Bounc the fuck out if you ain’t ‘bout a bill
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| Ain’t ‘bout a bill
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| Ain’t ‘bout a bill, yuh
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| Fuck it, I’m chill
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| Push me over, I’m in for the kill
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| Bitch we on go, they on stand still
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| Fuck it, we workin', just pick up the pace
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| No competition, bitch this ain’t a race
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| Nothin' to play with, this is my fate
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| I ain’t stoppin' 'til I’m in the grave |
| Ohh, I’m about to go where they couldn’t follow
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| Ohh, even if they know, I’ll be gone before tomorrow
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| Rock star like Cobain
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| Can’t contain
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| Fuck those who betray
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| Einna are you okay?
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| Blood turned gray
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| Nevah gave a fuck about they
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| Trappin' out the hallway
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| Came a long way
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| Slangin' all night and day
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| Chop it up like cocaine
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| Push a lotta weight
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| Bang like 808
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| I’m just an engineer, yeah
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| Nothin' to be feared
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| Unless you wanna talk shit, end up in a coffin
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| Don’t nobody want this smoke, take caution
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| When you speak my name
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| You best refrain from showin' your face around here
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| The sound of the crowd when the squad showin' out
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| While you only get love from your peers (aye)
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| Catch you pullin' up to the function
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| Keep that same energy, not with the fuck shit
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| On God, I keep it one hunnid
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| You out there doin' the most out in public
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| That don’t make no sense to me
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| Our friendship rest in peace, now we enemies
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| You better be ready ‘cause it’s on when we meet
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| Put ya' body in the back of the Chevy
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| I don’t get it, you been hittin' these licks |
| But you broke as a gold diggin' bitch
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| It’s getting intense
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| Ten times ahead of them
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| Ten times better than anything they been puttin' out
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| I’m a veteran
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| Ain’t nobody fuckin' with the kid
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| We gon' let em in
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| Show ‘em what it is
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| Got the stale face on
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| I can see the jealousy
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| How they been movin', it’s embarrassin'
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| Pillow talk, his bitch telling me everything
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| Ohh, I’m about to go where they couldn’t follow
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| Ohh, even if they know, I’ll be gone before tomorrow
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| Rock star like Cobain
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| Can’t contain
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| Fuck those who betray
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| Einna are you okay?
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| Blood turned gray
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| Nevah gave a fuck about they
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| Trappin' out the hallway
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| Came a long way
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| Slangin' all night and day
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| Chop it up like cocaine
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| Push a lotta weight
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| Bang like 808
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| My tongue is a weapon
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| Load bars, we wreck shit
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| Four, fives on deck shit
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| Lookin' so desperate
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| Not down, then exit
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| Not a main, you extras
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| Takin' all bets in
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| Crapshoots, all 7s
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| Money bags, we wax it
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| Bitch don’t at me
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| Only fuck if it’s classy
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| Roll greens and gas me
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| Hide behind screens, you scared to buck up |
| Act like squad talked shit so nut up
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| Hands behind my back, you can swing first
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| Take that step, you’ll end in hearse
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| Want all the smoke bro you know what it is
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| Don’t take my kindness as a weakness
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| If you don’t pull up then you look like a punk
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| But I get you a bitch, go home and pack up
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| All real ones here, no need to catch fades
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| Lights so bright you can’t find the shade
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| Green pulled up with only high grades
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| Bae rolls up paper in all kinda ways
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| Run that trap, she know she divine
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| Smoked out whip that seats only dimes
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| Can’t be out here with that fufu style
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| I’ll be standing out the stu' passing out fines, bitch
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| Ohh, I’m about to go where they couldn’t follow
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| Ohh, even if they know, I’ll be gone before tomorrow
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| Rock star like Cobain
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| Can’t contain
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| Fuck those who betray
|
| Einna are you okay?
|
| Blood turned gray
|
| Nevah gave a fuck about they
|
| Trappin' out the hallway
|
| Came a long way
|
| Slangin' all night and day
|
| Chop it up like cocaine
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| Push a lotta weight
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| Bang like 808
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| Hit after hit, that’s a combo
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| All of you lames is some John Does |
| Fuck bein' safe, I’m done being humble
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| Man, I been runnin' ‘em plays like I’m Rondo
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| Y’all just be takin' ya time
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| While I been workin' and takin' what’s mine
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| If she gon' call me on my FaceTime
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| She comin' over and gimme face time (ay!)
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| Call me Young GPS
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| ‘Bout to hit avenues y’all ain’t never went
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| Used to treat me so cold, cold, cold but act so heaven-sent
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| I been thinkin' of instances
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| Wanna settle our differences
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| Pick a fight with me
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| I’m leavin' ‘em dead with no witnesses
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| Look at my scars, we ready for war
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| Got the whole crew lookin' militant
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| Playin' my part, I pick ‘em apart
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| Banana clips on my guerilla shit
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| Mami, dímelo
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| Bésame, baby
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| I’m Matty Suave ‘cause I’m wavy
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| I’ma switch it up if ya make me
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| Ohh, I’m about to go where they couldn’t follow
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| Ohh, even if they know, I’ll be gone before tomorrow
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| Rock star like Cobain
|
| Can’t contain
|
| Fuck those who betray
|
| Einna are you okay?
|
| Blood turned gray
|
| Nevah gave a fuck about they
|
| Trappin' out the hallway
|
| Came a long way
|
| Slangin' all night and day
|
| Chop it up like cocaine |
| Push a lotta weight
|
| Bang like 808
|
| Rock star like Cobain
|
| Can’t contain
|
| Fuck those who betray
|
| Einna are you okay?
|
| Blood turned gray
|
| Nevah gave a fuck about they
|
| Trappin' out the hallway
|
| Came a long way
|
| Slangin' all night and day
|
| Chop it up like cocaine
|
| Push a lotta weight
|
| Bang like 808 |