| I’ve been going through the motions
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| Like I’m floating in the ocean
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| Now I’m never going broke, bitch
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| I owe it all to my devotion
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| I been, sipping like a madman
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| Life changed fast, way faster than I imagined
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| I been, smoking locomotive
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| Ozzy Oz crazy train, blunts still rolling
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| Black nails, black nails, black nails
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| Yo bitch like 'em when she see 'em, can’t touch me, this ain’t braille
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| Selling so many threads you would think it was retail
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| King of Demons, keep it cold like anemic
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| My emails been still loading, blowing up my phone and
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| If it is important I’ll get to it in the morning
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| I’m floating, demigod flowing
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| Casket on my skin, they already know It’s Omen
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| No hoping, got in on my own, bitch
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| You could go and get it, depends if you got the motion
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| No choking, got a lot I’m holding
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| If you wanna play a game, just know I’m never folding
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| I’ve been going through the motions
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| Like I’m floating in the ocean
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| Now I’m never going broke, bitch
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| I owe it all to my devotion
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| I’ve been going through the motions
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| Like I’m floatin in the ocean
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| Now I’m never goin broke bitch
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| I owe it all to my devotion
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| Black nails, black nails, black nails
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| Yo bitch like 'em when she see 'em, can’t touch me, this ain’t braille
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| Selling so many threads you would think it was retail
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| King of Demons, keep it cold like anemic
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| The detail’s been so secret, they don’t know me and
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| Between you and me know the number is XIII
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| They got a lot of questions but I’m just someone they can’t reach
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| They try to ask my old acquaintences, they don’t know shit either
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| I’m the reaper, creeping through the speakers
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| Looking in the rearview but see not too many keep up
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| Now they see what I mean, we been steady on the scene
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| And bitch I know you fucking you see us |