| Yeah, yeah
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| LOWFi, yeah, Baltimore, yeah
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| You feel me?
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| Real shit
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| Esketit, esketit, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah
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| I’m blessed to live another lovely day (Thank God)
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| I never preach to niggas like a Sunday (Amen)
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| Another day, another clever way (Thank God)
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| Of making easy cheddar with my dumway (Amen)
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| I’m blessed to live another lovely day (Thank God)
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| I never preach to niggas like a Sunday (Amen)
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| Another day, another clever way (Thank God)
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| Of making easy cheddar with my dumway (Amen)
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| Yeah
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| Watch all they energy, partners and enemies
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| Flockin' towards you to pocket your sanity (True!)
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| I got the remedy, live with serenity
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| For your top drop in a drop top Kennedy, nigga (Bop, bop, bop)
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| Ain’t no way you gettin' ride of me
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| It’d take a motherfuckin' militant hitter to do that, ayy (Real)
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| A dude thinkin' he realer than, prove that, ayy
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| I’m talkin' puttin' your city up on the map, dang, damn
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| How you do that? |
| I spoke to the fam
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| They right on my back so pose for the cam' (They is)
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| We tryna relax
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| We not always right, so we write on the track (Cheese!)
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| Call me Yung Grams, but no like the app
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| A popular strand, I’m off of the pack
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| I’m chalkin' a plan, a body in fact
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| Al-qaeda a body like I am Iraq, baby (I don’t want none—)
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| I’m blessed to live another lovely day (Thank God)
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| I never preach to niggas like a Sunday (Amen)
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| Another day, another clever way (Thank God)
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| Of making easy cheddar with my dumway (Amen)
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| I’m blessed to live another lovely day (Thank God)
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| I never preach to niggas like a Sunday (Amen)
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| Another day, another clever way (Thank God)
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| Of making easy cheddar with my dumway (Amen)
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| Lately, I’ve been tryna cope
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| Why these niggas tryna shorten my rope?
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| Niggas I once called my bros quick to fold on me
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| Ride by my lonely, I told you before, that’s a hunnid
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| Hold up my Ls, chop the head, you ain’t nothin'
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| Bippin', I see that it’s death on arrival
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| Tone and a Bible
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| Shit got my whole fuckin' dome in a hostage
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| Bust out the gates, Armageddon
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| It’s done witcha fate like you done with this flame
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| This a whole 'nother wave for the best
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| No more lackin', hoppin' back on that ass
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| Goin' hard in the paint 'til I’m breakin' the glass
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| And I’m takin' the glass
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| And I’m carvin' my name 'til I’m breakin' the bank
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| Break my foot in ya ass
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| Nigga, make no mistake, I need pools of the cash
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| The whole crew’s got a stash
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| The whole crew’s got a stash
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| I’m blessed to live another lovely day (Thank God)
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| I never preach to niggas like a Sunday (Amen)
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| Another day, another clever way (Thank God)
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| Of making easy cheddar with my dumway (Amen)
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| I’m blessed to live another lovely day (Thank God)
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| I never preach to niggas like a Sunday (Amen)
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| Another day, another clever way (Thank God)
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| Of making easy cheddar with my dumway (Amen) |