| Ain’t no Link, she take the Master Sword
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| Swang that ass back at me, broke my shield
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| We the best show on Villes, had niggas stick to the hills
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| Sick to their guts, girl said hit the roll up
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| Girl, if you not my bitch, bitch, don’t say nothin'
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| Fat nigga can’t be hanging on strings, niggas know I can’t be no puppet
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| Funny ass nigga make a bitch laugh, yes
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| What I need I can’t crash shit, man, this life so crash
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| No high school, hope that don’t bite my ass
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| Lord, don’t take my dad, tell that nigga stop eatin' them cookies so fast
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| If a kid say somethin' to my little sister, I have to be the little kid ass
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| stretcher
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| Uncle Mike grab that ******, take that right to the middle of the neck
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| Put it to the back and control ass neck
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| Feel anxiety on my neck, feel that stress all in my toes, woah, wait
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| Life since our ways, 87 to 60 days
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| I can’t take it, uh, I can’t fake the funk
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| I won’t make it, uh, bitch, I need help
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| Bad carbs get dealt, turn that shit into wealth
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| 'Cause life since our ways, 87 to 60 days
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| I can’t take it, uh, I can’t fake the funk
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| I won’t make it, uh, bitch, I need help
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| Bad carbs get dealt, turn that shit into wealth
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| 'Cause life since our ways
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| Shells is on my back like Koopa, Hermit
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| Sippin' on tea like Kermit, learnin'
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| Niggas wanna drag you down
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| If you can’t swim they watch you drown, get up
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| You made it out of the ghetto, this rap shit cannot be that hard
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| I woke up thinkin' 'bout money and shame
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| If I didn’t, then rap wouldn’t have me a job
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| I’m just a weird kid, my dad in the mob
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| My mama a G and my aunt’s still a slob
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| Pargee and Marty where my niggas ball
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| I’m just that nigga that don’t get involved, everybody always pissing me off
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| Like they ain’t know that what I say is just talk
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| Like they ain’t know that I want it going like if stress hit me,
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| I’ma pick up the call
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| Speak, nigga, I’ve been implying on some little money all week, nigga,
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| shit weak, nigga!
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| That’s why I gotta do the Space Jam might reach, nigga
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| Like speech, nigga, fucked up kids hands up like preach, nigga!
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| Life since our ways, 87 to 60 days
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| I can’t take it, uh, I can’t fake the funk
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| I won’t make it, uh, bitch, I need help
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| Bad carbs get dealt, turn that shit into wealth
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| 'Cause life since our ways, 87 to 60 days
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| I can’t take it, uh, I can’t fake the funk
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| I won’t make it, uh, bitch, I need help
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| Bad carbs get dealt, turn that shit into wealth
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| 'Cause life since our ways |