| You know what I’m saying, this is the start right here, man, you know what I
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| mean, the beginning
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| Chains hang down to the dick!
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| You know what I’m saying, hard beats and rhymes and shit, man
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| Medallions
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| All that soft shit is over with, man. |
| All that cornball shit. |
| Shucking and
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| jiving shit
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| Get ready for GCM, it’s a movement
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| That corn shit is over with, man
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| Word at y’all niggas
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| Yeah, PA!
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| 24 carat ice knuckle medallions
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| This is thick rope, representative rap, custom cut
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| For a figurine flossing
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| African black gold
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| Flooded out Isis, Heiru the Trinity
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| Asiatic jewelry, diamond studded spaceship
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| Cometic prince, hieroglyphic on my bracelet
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| Bad biter style, honour the golden child
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| It’s about to be the richest in the game
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| Got me, dealing with alchemy
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| Rose gold, 43 inch, swinging my dangler
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| This is Jewelry Box Sessions: The Album, another chamber
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| At your local mom and pops' for you to cop
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| My shit’ll make you do the wop
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| Can even make an 85er do the knowledge
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| Mics, I blow them up and sew them up
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| For y’all niggas who know what’s up
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| Dumb fuck, I said 'woods, not a dutch!
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| I’m sending niggas to the corner store for blunts, blues, whatever
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| Niggas better bring me what I want
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| Hands is torpedos
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| Jaws I tap
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| The jaws that jack
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| Niggas is wack, rap and try and glorify crack
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| Leave it to the ones who did that
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| I slid back, made maneuvers for money
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| Merging as I’m emerging with medals
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| I’m the ill cat fans know they gotta' purchase
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| I put the most work in, nights in the purple
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| I write for the virtue, strike to merk you
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| Halal fool, this is Jewelry Box Sessions, nigga
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| The Album |