| I can’t pardon, you doubted me
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| You knew I would do this, my money so foolish
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| I’m laughing and cruising, finessing the music
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| Now pardon me, it’s back to these units, yeah yeah
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| Pardon me
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| I can’t pardon, you doubted me
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| You knew I would do this, my money so foolish
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| I’m laughing and cruising, finessing the music
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| Now pardon me, it’s back to these units, yeah yeah
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| Pardon me
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| I told em long before critics
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| I told em long before groupies and pictures
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| My vision amazing, mosaic
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| Put the pieces together, assemble my future
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| I’m just a symbol of hustle
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| I’ll watch these niggas be blind to the facts
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| I made these youngins the monsters
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| This chopper got ammo, put pots in your scalp
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| I was the road running best cross the map
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| Black on black, MAC strap in my lap
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| Back on ol' nat, smash up the flats
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| what we remixing cap
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| How long is forever? |
| We winning till that
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| Oh that’s a Beretta? |
| A carbon in back
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| I did it better, bitch pardon my dap
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| My fingers keep hurting from counting this cash
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| Pardon me
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| I can’t pardon, you doubted me
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| You knew I would do this, my money so foolish
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| I’m laughing and cruising, finessing the music
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| Now pardon me, it’s back to these units, yeah yeah
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| Pardon me
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| I can’t pardon, you doubted me
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| You knew I would do this, my money so foolish
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| I’m laughing and cruising, finessing the music
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| Now pardon me, it’s back to these units, yeah yeah
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| Pardon me |