| I did it for everybody out here on their own
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| I did it for the ones who walk a mile in them cages
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| And never tell me no
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| Come get me when I fall, and tell me when I’m wrong
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| But you should know I bought 'em
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| I changed it, I changed it
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| They say that shit the same, it ain’t the same, though
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| I changed it, I changed it
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| Oh my God, I changed it
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| Oh my God, they on the same shit
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| Oh my God, I changed it
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| Oh my God, they still on the same shit
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| You can’t say nothin', you can’t say nothin'
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| You end up everywhere you say you wasn’t
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| Is that your boyfriend? |
| Why you say that’s your cousin?
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| I don’t do handshakes, that shit disgusts me
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| The big 3 on the court, bitch hit them bleachers
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| I don’t wanna have to break bad like it screeches
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| A bitch out in Atlanta eating them peaches
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| A bitch got more bars than where Big Meech is
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| No, you can’t bone it, nigga, ain’t no Lisa here
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| She gon' dread this and Nicki like Lisa hair
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| I buy, lil nigga, ain’t no leaser here
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| The bitch gambled her career, now it’s gon' be severe
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| I ain’t just be watchin' bitches pitfalls
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| Stop doin' pills, but bitch don’t withdrawals
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| I am in my mission rockin' pink drawers
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| I leveled up, bitch, I switch flows
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| MJ to the teens, I am Billie Jean and them bitches my sons
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| I’m doin' it for fun, I am the first number, tell them bitches I won
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| This hoe gettin' slick, so I put on gym shoes and extended my run
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| MJ, game 6, Jackson, Tyson
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| Quiet dog, my phone changed up
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| I’m icin' all my Barbie chains up
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| And when I come, get your change cup
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| These bum bitches never change up
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| Oh my God, I changed
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| Oh my God, they on the same
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| Oh my God, I changed
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| Oh my God, they still on the same
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| You can’t say nothin', you can’t say nothin'
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| You end up everywhere you say you wasn’t
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| Is that your boyfriend? |
| Why you say that’s your cousin?
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| I don’t do handshakes, that shit disgusts me
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| No more seein' visions, I changed it
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| Young Money shit, Mula Gang shit
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| Different hoes doing the same shit
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| Poppin' pills, we don’t know where the pain went
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| Lit like high beams, sippin' on my lean
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| Rippin' off my wings, knife out my spleen
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| Yeah, Carter time, I put bling on for the time
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| She changed her ringtone to one of mine, I changed 23s to 45s
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| Lil Tune like autotune, I get in her throat and she harmonize
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| She get the D and ooh la la la, and when she leave, I kumbaya
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| I whip it up with the left hand, I don’t fuck with the yes man
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| I get younger by the second, I don’t rust like Def Jam
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| It’s a must I expand, and flex on my ex-team
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| Have sex on my jet ski, text my chef, told 'em «Let's beef»
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| Changing girls, change is fine
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| She don’t like girls, change her mind
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| Change the world, change my line
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| Never ever change my slimes
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| Changing looks, changing lies, changing skies, changing lanes
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| Me, Minaj, and Champagne changed the game
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| And y’all chump change
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| I’m just sayin'
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| Quiet dog, my phone changed up
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| I’m icin' all my Barbie chains up
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| And when I come, get your change cut
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| These bum bitches never change up
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| Oh my God, I changed
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| Oh my God, they still on the same
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| Oh my God, I changed
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| Oh my God, they still on the same
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| You can’t say nothin', you can’t say nothin'
|
| You end up everywhere you say you wasn’t
|
| Is that your boyfriend? |
| Why you say that’s your cousin?
|
| I don’t do handshakes, that shit disgusts me
|
| Oh my God, I changed
|
| Oh my God, they on the same
|
| Oh my God, I changed
|
| Oh my God, they still on the same
|
| You can’t say nothin', you can’t say nothin'
|
| You end up everywhere you say you wasn’t
|
| Is that your boyfriend? |
| Why you say that’s your cousin?
|
| I don’t do handshakes, that shit disgusts me
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| Mula, Mula Gang
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| Mula, Mula Gang
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| Mula Gang, Gang, Gang
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| That your boyfriend? |
| That shit disgusts me |