| DZA
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| Riiiight
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| Pop sick bitch stressing me out
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| Need some air got to get the fuck out
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| That’s a understatement, king of the under pavement
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| Real New Yorker Knick fan when they was under Layden
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| Underrated under paid 'em, nah dog I’m from the money makin'
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| If it’s money there I find a way in, they jack a nigga blatant
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| Call 'em out they be shocked, fuck is you rated in the streets
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| You was in the crib watching That’s So Raven
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| I’m a known problem, old Harlem talkin' buildings vacant
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| Young OG gate keeper they come through
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| I embrace 'em on that sour plant
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| Hustlin wonderin' where the day went
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| By the big Tony your bitch unrolled me
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| Nigga I’m a made man, hear the flow, picture all the imagery
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| In and out the bank where you never be
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| Faded off the Hennessy, fucking bitches out in Paris
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| Stumbled out the spot like Groove in House Party
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| Moving weight, thinking how much I’ma do today
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| Laundry bag full super play, know I got to get this cake
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| Off the radar got to play it safe, call me up and I be on my way
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| Moving weight, thinking how much I’m a do today
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| Call me up and I be on my way
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| Moving weight, thinking how much I’m a do today
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| Call me up and I be on my way
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| Here come the NARCS again, yeah, it’s me they targeting
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| We could shoot it out and take me in, I ain’t bargainin'
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| Bullet vest 9 mil still under the cardigan
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| Regular hoes on delta, the bad ones I charter in
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| Nope not again, look he droppin' the drop again
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| I could go Margiela, Jordan, Timberland, Moccasins
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| It get ug-lay, dope game is lovely
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| Snake skin and suede seats, cocaine buffets
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| Bad bitches in the tub, tell em they all luck-ay
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| Grab me a condom gave her the rubber duck-ay
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| She like a lizard her tongue exquisite
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| I had to dig it, grab the digits bag the sickness
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| Now back to business, I’m like a wizard with coke
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| Suppliants had to visit, sniff it
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| Lick they fingers after it’s that delicious
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| Hoe its money, plant bombs it’s that ridiculous
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| Snatch your kids grab your missus, smack the mistress
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| Moving weight, thinking how much I’m a do today
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| Laundry bag full super play, know I got to get this cake
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| Off the radar got to play it safe
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| Call me up and I be on my way (way)
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| Moving weight, thinking how much I’m a do today
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| Call me up and I be on my way (way)
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| Moving weight, thinking how much I’m a do today
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| Call me up and I be on my way (way)
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| On the real, all you rap niggas know the drill
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| Oh you so original, yet you jackin' me still
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| Ill spark a L
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| Niggas bars is shit it should come with Cottonelle
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| Call up a freak queue up the Akinyele
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| Met her on Broadway right by the corporal
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| Ran up in that bitch like I’m Jim Jones
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| Moving weight and I ain’t been to the gym once
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| I only fuck with niggas like me
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| And I ain’t never met no others niggas like we
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| Im still the same nigga since the 4 wing
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| Pork fried rice 3 duck sauce and Chinese Iced-Tea
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| Cold cash a nigga pockets on freeze
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| By the time you hear this verse I’ll be landin' in Indonesia
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| I traveled the world straight off dope
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| Alejandro with the cargo get it straight off boat
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| For real
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| Moving weight, thinking how much I’ma do today
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| Laundry bag full super play, know I got to get this cake
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| Off the radar got to play it safe
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| Call me up and I be on my way (way)
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| Moving weight, thinking how much I’ma do today
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| Call me up and I be on my way (way)
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| Moving weight, thinking how much I’ma do today
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| Call me up and I be on my way (way) |