| Shit
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| Back up in this shit
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| My nigga Denmark holding me down & shit
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| Let me get jiggy on niggas, hold up
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| Right here
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| Ay yo, Gaultiers feeling like Jigga in nine six
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| I’m thoroughly dipped, equipped with the shits
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| Audible plays, all my peoples know the tricks & trades of the game
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| Play your lane unless they’re chanting your name
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| But remember, don’t overstep your limits
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| Not every person plays the 48 minutes but trust me, you’ll get it
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| It deals with the definition of diligence, shit
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| Focus: HOPE is more than an album, it’s more the outcome
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| Tell me how come, some niggas get the privilege early
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| While the gifted ones struggle to even tell their story
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| I know it ain’t me, I’m out for presidential faces
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| The type of paper that’s illegal to burn, making money on my Mount Vern
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| Cuz life is crazy, it could take a turn
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| This moment of clarity’s been adjourned, resume the burning
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| I wrote this at Laron & Woods
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| I rolled a swisher while my nigga, Nixson rolled a wood
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| And now I’m twisted watching 'The Wood'
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| Saying every word as if I wrote it
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| Chuckling while I’m choking, ay yo, this plant is potent, fasho
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| The type of shit you couldn’t understand
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| Ghetto luxury, it’s in the strand, holla at your mans
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| Vintage frames (and they feel enormous)
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| Fold green papes (while I’m bending corners)
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| Yessir, how you dress up like it’s Easter every day
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| Yessir, how you dress up like it’s Easter every day
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| Easter every day, Easter every day
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| Yessir, how you dress up like it’s Easter 7 days
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| Easter every day, Easter every day
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| Yessir, how you dress up like it’s Easter every day
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| Every day is a holiday
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| Where there’s a will there’s a Willow & a Jaden tryin to kick knowledge
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| Like chill with that, we living foul today
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| UFC tree, it hits you you making that Ronda Rousey face
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| I got a nine between my pockets & a daddy waist
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| Young OG sipping & gripping up some fatty cakes
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| Tunes Looney, which way did he go
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| He went that-a-way, the bugs rabbit way
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| The rapping ass act savage way
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| Take it from me, Donny Hathaway
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| They know my steez
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| I emcee like I’m emptying out AK-47s over .mp3's
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| Get it how I live it, live it discreetly, mmhmm, I see
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| All your WCW’s look like they been pummeled in the WWF, my G
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| Keep it Easter every day
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| Suits & gator game displayed
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| You should be like me, more modest mane
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| You should be like me, more modest mane
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| You should be like me, more modest mane
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| I got it honest man, I got it honest man
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| You should be like me, more modest mane
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| You should be like me, more modest mane
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| You should be like me, more modest mane
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| I got it honest man, I got it honest mane, mane |