| Yeah
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| I'm the one, bitch, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves
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| Get it done, yeah, I get it done, no blood on the leaves
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| They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe
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| Yeah, that shit is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve
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| I'm the one, bitch, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves
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| Get it done, yeah I get it done, no blood on the leaves
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| They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe
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| Yeah, that shit is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve, ayy
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| At the Garden, sitting courtside, look around like "Oh my god"
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| I just sold this motherfucker out, I ain't even try
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| I ain't one to floss, but I got plaques, run it back
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| Once I touchdown, I go deep like a running back
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| Just jumped on the private jet and rolled a joint
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| Played the beat then wrote that joint
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| Wrote a whole movie, then I sold that joint
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| Fuck Illuminati, that boy 6ix got my back
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| 6ix made this beat, 6ix bring the heat
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| You got on repeat, word on the street
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| Can't no one compete, I'm spectacular
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| That boy got the sauce on the regular
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| I don't play no games 'less we talkin' Fortnite
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| Finally knew I made it, sittin' at the red light
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| When them soccer moms pull up in they van while I ride
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| Like "Oh my god, children, it's the 1-800 guy"
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| But my door's suicide, yeah, I'm too alive
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| Bitch, I have arrived, everybody know I'm one hell of a guy
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| I ain't tryna fuck your girl, I'm tryna fuck your mama
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| Fuck the drama, bank account got a extra comma
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| Yeah, they sweat me like the sauna
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| Red carpet in my own merch, like that shit is designer
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| Did you know I'm mixed like Obama?
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| It ain't a project if Logic ain't talkin' 'bout being biracial
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| Bicoastal, I'm platinum, go postal, I'm snappin'
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| Yeah, you know Bobby, but prolly' only know my new shit
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| That trap shit, that cool shit, but they all know that fool spit
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| I'm the one, bitch, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves
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| Get it done, yeah I get it done, no blood on the leaves
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| They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe
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| Yeah, that shit is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve
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| I'm the one, bitch, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves
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| Get it done, yeah I get it done, no blood on the leaves
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| They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe
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| Yeah, that shit is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve, ayy
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| Yeah, you know you made it when they make a meme for ya
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| Haters that never made it, I'm living the dream for ya
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| Roll up, grab the kush and then roll up
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| Hold up, better give me what I want when I show up
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| You know what I do, not who coming through
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| How 'bout you?
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| Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, you're cool
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| I don't fuck with nobody like mean girls in high school
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| I don't give a damn that I'm famous
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| Why it seem like every single celebrity shameless, it's dangerous
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| Got fifty million but my swag on food stamps
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| All these models poppin’ bottles, bitch I ain't tryna dance
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| She said "No, I don't wanna pay my bills"
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| I need a hard working woman with respect who will
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| This for everybody who ain't made it yet
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| Got five degrees and six figures in debt
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| Follow your dreams ho, follow your- follow your- uh
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| Somebody calling your, uh, it's destiny
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| Hold up with the turn up for a second man, who's testing me?
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| I got so much power, don't know why the heavens blessing me
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| PLP, I think that is the recipe
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| So I'ma take a moment, use my power for good
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| Fuck the bullshit, do what you love and get out the hood
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| I'm the one, bitch, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves
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| Get it done, yeah I get it done, no blood on the leaves
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| They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe
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| Yeah, that shit is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve
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| I'm the one, bitch, I am the one, like Keanu Reeves
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| Get it done, yeah I get it done, no blood on the leaves
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| They can't leave us hangin', no, no, not no more, best believe
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| Yeah, that shit is banging, Bobby killed it with no time to grieve, ayy |