| I do what I wanna do
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| There’s always gonna be somebody bitching 'cause I’m winning but that’s nothing
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| new
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| I don’t fuck with none of you
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| I use your career as a guide of what not to do
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| Let me spaz on this shit, go schizo'
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| Until I blacked out like limo windows
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| So let’s go, just give me the signal
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| I’ll be there with a whole fistful of Rohypnol
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| That never knew God flow
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| Give your wife the taekwondo power thrust, thousand hit combo
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| Living like I lost soul, call me John Doe
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| Woke up in the garden, don’t remember how I got home
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| Tell your girl there’s no point in waiting
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| I just wanna hit it like an annoying face
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| And I never wanted to destroy the game
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| I was tryna climb the ladders and avoid the snake
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| I decided that I’ve gotta get this money and I never looked back
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| If anyone can do it, it’s me, if you can do it then anyone can
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| Everybody’s rapping about trapping now
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| Everybodys talking bout selling drugs man
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| I went to hell and shook hands with the devil and sold him that 21 grams
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| That 21 grams
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| Bag it up, three quarters, thats 21 grams
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| That 21, 21 grams
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| Bag it up, three quarters, thats 21 grams
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| That 21, 21 grams
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| Bag it up, three quarters, thats 21 grams
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| 21, 21 grams
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| Bag it up, three quarters, thats 21 grams
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| Why you always moaning like 'Why do all these rappers have gold chains?'
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| 'And why ain’t rap like it was in the old days?'
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| Make me wanna grab a sawn off and go crazy
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| Two barrels both aimed at my own face
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| Close range like I’m Cobaine
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| Nike SB everything but I don’t skate
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| I’m glad I realise if I’m gonna make it
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| Then I gotta stay away from sneeky bitches and cocaine
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| Passed out in the VIP
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| And I think I threw up on my white-T
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| I just want a bottle and a rider
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| An some money I can split with my team
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| I wish I knew everything I knew now
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| Back when I was young and naive
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| I just hope that if I ever have a daughter she dont
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| Ever meet nobody like me
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| I decided that I’ve gotta get this money and I never looked back
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| If anyone can do it, it’s me, if you can do it then anyone can
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| Everybody’s rapping about trapping now
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| Everybodys talking bout selling drugs man
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| I went to hell and shook hands with the devil and sold him that 21 grams
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| That 21 grams
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| Bag it up, three quarters, thats 21 grams
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| That 21, 21 grams
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| Bag it up, three quarters, thats 21 grams
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| That 21, 21 grams
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| Bag it up, three quarters, thats 21 grams
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| 21, 21 grams
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| Bag it up, three quarters, thats 21 grams |