| Real big, real big
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| I knew one day I would do it real big
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| Real shit, real shit
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| I know all my real niggas feel this
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| Nighttime, locs on
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| Can’t even see the stars but we still wish
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| Real shit, real shit
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| Who would ever thought that we would build this?
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| Tryna walk to school get yo' jaw socked
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| Tryna pump your gas get yo' car shot
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| Large profit margin on the long shots
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| Cause young niggas rarely make it off of our block
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| Night time, locs on
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| Fuckin' young bitches while they folks home
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| High school, didn’t go
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| Couldn’t understand my plan now you niggas know
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| Self made, well paid
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| I’m from where they tell you never touch the shell case
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| I’m from where they teach you never trust a pale face
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| Let’s talk bangin', I can tell you 'bout a field race
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| Real shit, real shit
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| I know all my real niggas feel this
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| Night time, locs on
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| Fuckin' young bitches while they folks home
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| Real big, real big
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| I knew one day I would do it real big
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| Real shit, real shit
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| I know all my real niggas feel this
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| Nighttime, locs on
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| Can’t even see the stars but we still wish
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| Real shit, real shit
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| Who would ever thought that we would build this?
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| Sold out shows, that’s a door split
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| Niggas ain’t show up, that’s a forfeit
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| Left my record label, just got more rich
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| I switched it up, that’s me singin' on the chorus
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| But still I spit bars so gutter
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| Drive cars, no stutter, top floor, no clutter
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| Hardwood floors though
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| White wall, that’s where my awards go
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| Runnin' from the law 'til they foreclose
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| Sit with myself when them doors close
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| Sometimes I got a question, only Lord knows
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| What I’m doing out in Copenhagen spendin' euros?
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| Nighttime, locs on
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| Do it big nigga 'til my locs home
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| Real shit, real shit
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| I know all my real niggas feel this
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| Real big, real big
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| I knew one day I would do it real big
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| Real shit, real shit
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| I know all my real niggas feel this
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| Nighttime, locs on
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| Can’t even see the stars but we still wish
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| Real shit, real shit
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| Who would ever thought that we would build this?
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| If I could stay in this moment, I would, forever
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| If I could live in this moment, said I would, forever
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| Real shit, real shit (yeah, yeah)
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| If I could give you the stars baby, I would
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| Wanna last and share in this moment baby
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| And I would give you the stars baby, I would
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| Real big, real big
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| I knew one day I would do it real big
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| Real shit, real shit
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| I know all my real niggas feel this
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| Nighttime, locs on
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| Can’t even see the stars, but we still wish
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| Real shit, real shit
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| Who would ever thought that we would build this? |