| Uh, start the pay homage discussion, y’all niggas cloned me, cousin
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| You climbing up in the ranks, but I’m big homie punchin'
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| Retired three of my jerseys, Ginóbili, Tony, Duncan
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| Got a low tolerance lately, these nosy hoes is something
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| Picture me stuck in my era, a frozey pose assumption
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| My twenty-four's a mamba bite, with eights I’m Kobe dunkin'
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| I helped you all off the strength of my heart, you owe me nothin'
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| They all the same, can’t tell 'em apart with Rollies frontin'
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| How you gon' threaten me with relevance? |
| I left already
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| Separated from entertainment, now my head is steady
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| The industry can SMD, I keep the letters ready
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| Always been disciplined, the dedication’s necessary
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| You gas your favorite to bait me, I’ll make a casket out him
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| Don’t compare me to niggas without a classic album
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| It don’t matter how long I’m missin', they’ll ask about him
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| Fuck all that new drip, jewelry under my jacket drownin'
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| You want a hundred thousand dollar wrist (Like this)
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| Better be careful, it goes down around this bitch (One miss)
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| Gotta be mindful that the women out here switch (Real quick)
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| Don’t let 'em blind you, you’ll be out here laying stiff (Real stiff)
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| Handle your business, it ain’t worth you lookin' cool (Lookin' cool)
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| It won’t be funny when the dollars chasing you (Chasing you)
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| They drop some money on your head, you gon' be food
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| If you ain’t got your shit together, think it through
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| Be careful, fool
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| Uh, planning my come up and jottin' names is all I’ve been doing
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| Blame my society, it made me a horrible human
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| Started improving, effects of a honorable student
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| You’d rather be the boss of nothing than part of a movement
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| Shit, I’m just really getting started, Cubans over my Caesar
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| Jordan killed niggas with his shot, they shootin' over his sneakers
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| Winning and tragedies go hand-in-hand, I know the procedure
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| I’m associated with dangerous niggas, no misdemeanors
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| Father a senior, made me a junior, I brung the third
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| Cocky and arrogant, they don’t respect a humble word
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| They put that voodoo on me, gotta overcome the curse
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| Serve you concussions with the rear end of my Thunderbird
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| Dick ridin' is clout-chasin', I wish them niggas dead
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| And a thot is the new chickenhead
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| A half a pound of gelato just for the clique to spread
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| Never had a pot to piss, now it’s lobster bisque
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| You want a hundred thousand dollar wrist (Like this)
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| Better be careful, it goes down around this bitch (One miss)
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| Gotta be mindful that the women out here switch (Real quick)
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| Don’t let 'em blind you, you’ll be out here laying stiff (Real stiff)
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| Handle your business, it ain’t worth you lookin' cool (Lookin' cool)
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| It won’t be funny when the dollars chasing you (Chasing you)
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| They drop some money on your head, you gon' be food
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| If you ain’t got your shit together, think it through
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| Be careful, fool |