| She practically handed me the ass
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| That I could care less because she lacked class
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| The fitting of her dress would have had me at 21
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| Its funny son
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| Just a few years older more revealings less appealing
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| And I’m more into shoulders
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| And other subtleties
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| I’m in the house more thus I’m out less
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| I’m less concerned with rocking fits that ain’t out yet
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| I’m still about fresh
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| But not my tennis shoes more about my fruit and veg
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| I decorate my crib my homie’s couch less
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| That ain’t the way I live
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| At least lately the life of a bachelor seems crazy
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| I went from cold pizza and old FIFA
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| To seeing goals scored in person at low bleachers
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| So lazy the youth in me I use to be
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| I use to like a one night stand
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| Now I’m all up in her house like there ain’t one nice lamp
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| And I’m not sure why, but um things seem different now, you know?
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| And I’m not sure why, but um things seem different now, you know?
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| You see I use to be the backpack school type
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| Headphones jacked up never on the new hype
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| Trying to clean my act up
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| Caught up on my own mind till the past stacked up
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| Failing every class shit I knew I want to rap, but
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| Never thought I could achieve who would I be
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| Not seeing the thinkers make believers from the make believe
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| So I had to break up out of this thing and go savage
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| Trying to tilt the fucking earth off its whole axis
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| 20 years up in the game no practice
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| So when I turn over or crash there’s no madness
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| No tactics
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| My hearts my instrumental so the ventricles just carry the sensible
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| But I’m still cynical
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| I cheat on revolutions with part time solution
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| But division ain’t confusing I just keep it moving
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| Not even seeing the illusions
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| Cause everybody’s a pimp seducing the percentage from your units
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| But your boy Toine never looses
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| And I’m not sure why, but um things seem different now, you know?
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| And I’m not sure why, but um things seem different now, you know?
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| Longer days shorter nights
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| Make a beat record it nice
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| Order rice take away
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| Curry out the way we say
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| Me and Toine ain’t like to wait
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| Hurry out the game already
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| Sorta nice not enough
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| Rap about your paper chase
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| You gonna meet some niggas that just rap and keep their neighbors safe
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| Not a bluff kind of tough
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| DMV done bottled up
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| I’m gonna make that bottle bust
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| A lot of niggas carving up
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| Our art enough odd enough
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| I don’t need to make a place
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| Smart enough new hustle
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| Progress the new struggle
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| Less about your skin color
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| More about your ends color
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| Whole worlds turning green and I don’t mean recycling
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| That’s why I’m out early queens the dollar bills trifling
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| Greek riots messing up the euro
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| Mad at that
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| Swedes voted right wing sad at that
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| In fact damn cause they from a different world
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| Welcome to a black mans
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| Obama’s in the office now
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| Look at how they reacting
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| And I’m not sure why, but um things seem different now, you know? |