| My Sick Wid It piece dangling
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| They needed me most
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| Twuan told me drop more music
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| They ain’t heard you in a minute, tell 'em how you doin'
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| Well I spend most of my free time over them seas
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| Who put Vallejo on the map? |
| Fingers pointing at me
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| Traction, man, they fraction, I ain’t panic yet
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| Niggas wanna be Nef, I call it petty theft
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| I still got hunger in my heart, I don’t got Grammys yet
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| I walk around like a forgotten, all I see is death
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| Was born then, now I’m alive, bitch, I can beat the stress
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| You fell out with your ghostwriter, that’s an easy F
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| They prayed on our downfall, now they believe in us
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| You would think a nigga next up 'cause all I see is up
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| And I’m tired of these magazine critics
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| If I am not the right one, I work my left pivot
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| Say my city can’t be activated, well, Nef did it
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| Bought my son an iPhone just to FaceTime with him
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| And took my day one niggas across the state line with it
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| Kept faith, I made a way, I still pray I feel the spirit
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| I hate when rappers say they feel me, I am not in touch with 'em
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| I do not trust niggas, y’all are all fuck niggas
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| I’m one of the last artists that’ll stop and take pictures
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| With the fans, and shake hands, they make who I am
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| Boy, your shit is trashcan, how the streets feel about it?
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| Shit was layin' on the ground and everybody walked around it
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| Diamonds got me drowning, give a shout out to my sound man
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| I sound so astounding, I live on a mountain
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| I’ma run for president, but right now, I counselor
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| I should’ve bought a Challenger, but I’ma need a challenge first
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| Every piece of jewelry on my neck, I got it out her purse
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| If it really was a Purge, niggas know who’d get it first
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| You happy with a lil' wing, I’m tryna get the big bird
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| Bet this new boy’ll make one of you oldheads jerk
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| They needed me most
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| Chang |