| See I could tell you about my life, but you already know
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| I could tell you what it’s like, but you already know
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| I could tell you about these women, you already know
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| I could tell you how I’m living, you already know
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| You already know (x3)
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| Okay, I got what you need though
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| Getting paid just to kick it, Ronaldinho
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| That’s like every motherfucking city we go
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| Screaming out «fuck you» like I’m Cee-Lo
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| Oh that’s just me though
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| And I’m just living mine, I ain’t got time to be mad at you
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| You ain’t running shit, you got less miles than Baton Rouge
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| And haters gonna hate, even when they know it’s hot
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| Crowd so fucking big that it look Photoshopped
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| Homie, but you know it’s not
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| This life so real that it seem fake
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| Spend the night, have the time of your life like Green Day
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| And you already know that all these girlies love me
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| She suck me and she fuck me and she the one that feel lucky
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| I’m a motherfucking killer, don’t be mad at the man
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| Name a motherfucker realer, don’t be mad when you can’t
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| I live every line I write and never made an exception
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| Started getting paid, they started paying attention
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| That’s real
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| Yeah, that’s just how it goes though
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| Hardly local, man I got a crib on both coasts
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| Catch me riding through the city down in SoHo
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| Got all these bad bitches in my phone though
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| But you already know so
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| I’m ready to blow so, I never got it on safety
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| Whip all black, Donald Sterling would hate me
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| And I ain’t sign nothing, the rumors are mistaken
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| Labels wanna hit, well shit I got about eight of them
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| Lawyers on beast mode, ain’t nobody playing him
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| Fuck a single, bitch, I’m about to hit it out the stadium
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| So let me show you what I’ve been on, crossover like Iverson
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| I’m getting faded on the flight, call me Denzel
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| And they can’t believe I’m white, Johnny Manziel
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| I pray they get well
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| And is it just me, or is it just me?
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| And that’s just how I feel, you know the deal already |