| Sometimes I just don’t feel like talking
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| Bitches trying to take selfies
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| Niggas trying to get features
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| Nigga I’m fucking, one bump away from dying
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| You in my face talking about a collab
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| I’m overindulgent
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| I’m overimpulsive
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| You bowling with rodents
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| I’m rolling with moses
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| I’m changing the Solstice, I’m rolling with no tense
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| I grew up from the concrete I rose with the roses
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| I’m focused and just so just above the bogus
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| Hocus pocus 3 witches let them stay on the sofas
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| Cause i’m famous if you hang with us am a banger for
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| Are you brainless or just gameless
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| She’s been banging like monsters
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| Gosh darn it I’m popular
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| You can’t see with your eyes get a binoculars
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| Fuck words I came through with them choppers first
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| Not a verse, but a hearse, might stop his thirst
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| Yea these niggas got but its not the first
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| I take your baby momma out just to rob her purse
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| A nigga keep them schrooms like he Papa Smurf
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| Gargamel been off a pill, watch him pop a Perc
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| Nacho
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| I’m blind
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| I can’t see
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| I’m blind
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| I’m blind
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| (I can’t see)
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| Fuck my glass my vision’s right
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| My bitch is white that shit is tight
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| My drink is pink I mix that sprite
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| I keep it close I grip it tight
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| I like it dark don’t flip the light
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| I like to bark I’m finna bite
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| I’m in the sky I been the guy
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| I’m getting laid I’m getting high
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| I’m getting paid and then I’ll die
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| Get a babe in the afterlife
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| Marry her and get a back up wife
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| In my backup life, come back like Christ
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| I’m river phoenix not phoenix jones
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| I’ll get her fiending and leave her alone
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| I’m off the leash I’m free to roam
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| I put the bitch on speaker phone
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| I ain’t a pawn, I ate your prawns
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| I’ll wave a wand and make em gone
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| More Jesse James than James Bond
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| I’m not a bond I’m shadow con
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| Cellcom with a bag of crom
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| Pack a bond and a shadow con
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| Expensive clothes with the tag all on
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| Hit her strong but they pack her wrong
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| Cap a don, I’ll cap a don
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| I’m Django with shackles gone
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| Came over with a catalog
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| Game over my hat along
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| Same pose with my rap on down
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| Same pose with the pots all gone
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| Whites whores with my sat alone
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| I said I’m seattle rhyme |