| You think it’s all about the swag
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| (over here)
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| You think it’s all about the bag
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| (over here)
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| Really we just spit the facts
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| (over here)
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| Really you just wouldn’t last
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| (over here)
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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| New Kid
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| Yeah
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| New kid on the block, a Smith & Wesson in my locks (locks)
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| Head is just a weapon and I look like static shock
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| One time for the threads, I got the blessing from my pop (once)
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| Two times for the paper like a second Michael Scott
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| Serpent said the name was Lucy and she’s recruiting
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| I’ma get the holy lose leaf and get to shooting
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| Say you know a better roster, please introduce me
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| Indie Tribe the biggest movement since freeing Boosie
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| I came from the clay just like I’m Cassius' son
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| I’ma be the greatest like I’m Ash Ketchum
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| Yeah, got some living water, I could pass you some
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| And the way that I be spraying gonna have you Harlem shaking like
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| Shake it, shake it, shake it, I’ma shake it off
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| Like Taylor, I’m a Saiyan, I’m a spirit bomb
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| I’m a slayer, I’m a slayer like I play guitar
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| Just a player with the head that’s like a cinder block
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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| Turn me up, turn me up
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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| Let me cut them off
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| You think it’s all about the swag
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| (over here)
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| You think it’s all about the bag
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| (over here)
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| Really we just spit the facts
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| (over here)
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| Really you just wouldn’t last
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| (over here)
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| Yeah
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| Look
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| New kid on the block, a Smith & Wesson in my locks
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| Head is just a weapon and I look like static shock
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| One time for the threads, I got the blessing from my pop (once)
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| Two times for the paper like a second Michael Scott
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| Fresh off tour, I got the juice, (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Bless my Lord, I got the loot
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| Kiss my boo then hit the booth, (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Got the force like I was Luke
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| Not a fool, spit the truth, out my tooth, yeah
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| Take you to really new altitudes, yeah
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| And my crew got the cool interludes, yeah uh
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| Made it through out the tomb did I lose, yeah uh
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| I hit Marty on the cell, he call me Padawan
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| Most you rappers don’t believe what you got tatted on
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| You say the kids are all gimmicks and we don’t get it
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| But you just readin' the script and we really live it
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| Metaphysics — way I write it, they gon' quote it like the POTUS penned it
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| Keep my focus on my soul, not on your own opinion
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| Got the Tribe all on our skin and on my golden pendant
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| So you know the difference
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| Yeah
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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| Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey
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| You think it’s all about the swag
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| (over here)
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| You think it’s all about the bag
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| (over here)
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| Really we just spit the facts
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| (over here)
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| Really you just wouldn’t last
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| (over here) |