| Look, straight up and down, I never did the crooked
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| They offered twenty, I’m worth more, I told my nigga, «Book it»
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| Praise God my position isn’t make or break it
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| I just wanted to spend the weekend in Spain
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| I meant it nice, don’t give a fuck about how niggas took it
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| Awkward stares, like what the fuck you lookin' at?
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| And that’s all over the world
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| I’m no nigga with dreams of bustin' all over your girl
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| That’s belittling, bigger schemes, we been scribblin', notice it’s plural
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| Dividends tricklin' three ways due to the penmanship
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| I do shows in my leisure and all these sinks is residual
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| Pop out occasional for the sake of relationships
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| Sanitize after handshakes and treat the weed like it’s Ritalin
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| Tryna give you a visual
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| Fuck all this censorship man, niggas too sensitive
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| If yo comfort ain’t pivoting you ain’t listenin' right
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| Granny praying for it, she say we ain’t Christian-ing right
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| Even water can’t save mixin' dark with the light
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| Corner the art with the business, no beauty mark, but my point is These niggas
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| runnin' with scissors and headed straight for the plug
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| Mogul talkin' business movin' at the pace of a slug
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| Left a trail, had to bail, knew his heart wasn’t in it
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| How you up, banger, then catch Parkinson’s with it? |
| I mean…
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| Lot of y’all hear that line and gon' know it well
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| I be on my show and prove, not my show-and-tell
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| Then the whole defense about it be so Colin Powell
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| I was speedin', had to slow it down
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| Off the fertilizer, nigga growin' now
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| I mean, enterprisin', been compartmentalizin' all my shit
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| A tornado flew around my room before you came, I straightened it
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| Right before yo eyes you see my stains, see me basically
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| Pickin' up the pieces |