| This ain’t the vibe that I need
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| Stop the beat, G5 free
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| I be spendin' racks in these jeans
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| I’m too real, fuck is y’all mean?
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| I ain’t have to sell you no dream
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| I said what it was, you didn’t believe me
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| You be the cake and I be the cream
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| Now I look up and then she was leaving
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| I’m on the way, cannot be late
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| Speedin' through traffic like I’m in a race
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| I wanted it now, she want me to wait
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| I’m one of a kind, so you gotta taste it
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| Granddad died, knew I would make it
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| I’m a real one, you can’t fake that
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| Most of my niggas still be takin'
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| I got rich, this shit still don’t faze me
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| You only get one call, I can’t chase 'em
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| Might take one shot, a lil' chaser
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| Stayin' up now for us to fuck later
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| Mama used to tell me times would get greater
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| Cartier diamonds blockin' these haters
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| Dior drip, shit gettin' tapered
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| I just spent a Bentley truck with lil' Tatum
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| Favor for favor, nigga, I don’t pay them
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| Get off my dick, nigga, we don’t play them, yeah
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| Look like it, we don’t stay here
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| Makin' half a million dollar plays, juggs
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| Still chunkin' up neighborhoods
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| Grass cut, sure the neighbors good
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| My partner’s mama know I’m really hustlin'
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| If the spot hot, we invade houses
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| We got kicked out, go in they house, yeah
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| It was hot and it was dark and I had thought of ending it all
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| Then the sun had came out and I looked up and I seen God
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| Ain’t gon' lie like it was easy, it’s the truth, this shit been hard
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| I done finally got an award, yeah
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| Tired of this car, then switch it (Switch up)
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| Tired of my ho, new bitch me (Please)
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| At this point, this shit pimpin' (Pimpin')
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| Never off, be consistent (Huh)
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| Glock two-three extension (Bah-bah)
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| Handle the business, don’t mention
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| I ain’t even have a pot to piss in
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| Now I got 'em mad, I’m turnin' livid
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| Tired of this car, then switch it (Switch up)
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| Tired of my ho, new bitch me (Please)
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| At this point, this shit pimpin' (Pimpin')
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| Never off, be consistent (Huh)
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| Glock two-three extension (Bah-bah)
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| Handle the business, don’t mention
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| I ain’t even have a pot to piss in
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| Now I got 'em mad, I’m turnin' livid
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| My cars come with stars and kits
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| None of my kids gon' starve for shit
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| You weren’t even here when I started this
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| All the drugs I sold, all the shit I took
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| I done seen so much, I can write a book
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| Ain’t stuntin' that ho, I can buy that look
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| Clothes off, how your body look?
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| I been 'bout business, I’m still a crook
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| I get in my mode, they all be shook
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| Said that’s your bro, y’all all get pushed
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| You was in the house on punishment
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| I was in the hood sellin' strong ass kush
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| Your cuz came through with that Reggie Bush
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| Give me style and credit for all his looks
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| Sold-out shows in the DMV
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| Now Shaquille O’Neal can’t lil' boy me
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| Had some dirt off in my diamonds, had to brush it off
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| I was 'posed to be somewhere workin', I’m somewhere fuckin' off
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| I get checks in by the contract like I’m playin' ball
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| I been hanging 'round some millionaires, it’s safe to say it’s rubbin' off
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| Tired of this car, then switch it (Switch up)
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| Tired of my ho, new bitch me (Please)
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| At this point, this shit pimpin' (Pimpin')
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| Never off, be consistent (Huh)
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| Glock two-three extension (Bah-bah)
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| Handle the business, don’t mention
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| I ain’t even have a pot to piss in
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| Now I got 'em mad, I’m turnin' livid
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| Tired of this car, then switch it (Switch up)
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| Tired of my ho, new bitch me (Please)
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| At this point, this shit pimpin' (Pimpin')
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| Never off, be consistent (Huh)
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| Glock two-three extension (Bah-bah)
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| Handle the business, don’t mention
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| I ain’t even have a pot to piss in
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| Now I got 'em mad, I’m turnin' livid |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Consistent , by - Lil Baby. Song from the album My Turn, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп