| Muhammad, I dish out hits
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Woah, ayy
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| Muhammad, I dish out hits on hits
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| I can’t forget 'bout what you did
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| Instagram, I’m not too active on it
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| 'Cause they gon' try to judge me the way I live
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| And I can’t stuff all this money in my damn pants, I can’t
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| Keep goin' to jail and leavin' all my fans, I can’t
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| They gon' be callin' 'bout my diamonds when I’m flooded with rings
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| Try to forgive 'em, I try, I can’t
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| I just want change
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| Put that on everything
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| PP don’t mean urine, it mean private plane
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| I’m a dog and I’m ballin' like Luol Deng
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| I mean a Great Dane
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| Goin' back shoppin', always said I was gon' afford it one day
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| Doin' shows and fuck on my supporters, I don’t play
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| Niggas 'round me trappin' for some Jordans, DeAndre
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| Alexanders on my feet, I’m a king, though
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| I drive them same cars I was pointin' at like, «Bingo»
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| She hate the way I talk, I’m tryna let the lean go
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| Been gettin' money since a young boy like Baby Joe
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| Mad at myself, feel like I’m hidin' when I’m layin' low
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| Really wanna go back on that block and stand with rusty poles
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| Say they got the drop, why them niggas ain’t come drop me yet?
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| Fuck your dead partner, nigga should have never spoke on Fred
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| They know what up with us, why the fuck them niggas try that shit?
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| All you niggas free bodies, I’m still tryna buy a bitch
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| Missin' all your targets, hittin' the niggas that was next to me
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| Ye had somewhere to go, he was just on the porch with the stick
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| You can feel the pain burnin' through my soul, ayy
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| Shootouts while I’m in designer clothes
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| I’m just stayin' real 'til it’s over
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| My mama like me better when I’m sober
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| Muhammad, I dish out hits on hits
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| I can’t forget 'bout what you did
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| Instagram, I’m not too active on it
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| 'Cause they gon' try to judge me the way I live
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| And I can’t stuff all this money in my damn pants, I can’t
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| Keep goin' to jail and leavin' all my fans, I can’t
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| They gon' be callin' 'bout my diamonds when I’m flooded with rings
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| Try to forgive 'em, I try, I can’t
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| I just want change
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| Put that on everything
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| PP don’t mean urine, it mean private plane
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| I’m a dog and I’m ballin' like Luol Deng
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| I mean a Great Dane
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| (Veno the Builder)
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| (Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients) |