| These niggas say I’m switchin', fuck what they say
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| Got me feelin' like I’m Tom Hanks in Cast Away
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| You can see the ice that’s on my wrist from miles away
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| And if you got a problem, let the guns spray
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| Fuck what they talkin' 'bout, I’m rollin' on this lonely road (Lonely road)
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| You see the dabs upon the range I bought them from the store (From the road)
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| I spent the check to send my momma down to Monaco (Monaco)
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| They playing Young Ramirez on the late-night radio
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| And you know gang is always down to roll
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| I’m rollin' with the nine, I’m Naruto
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| I can’t never switch up, no I won’t
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| 'Cause being me the only thing I know
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| See, I don’t give no fuck 'bout what you on or what you claim (Nah)
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| They sayin', «Mikey switch up,» I don’t ever wanna change (I can’t)
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| And if they say I’m different, well, my bitch still look the same (Why?)
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| Ayy, I’m just gettin' smarter and my momma got a Range (She do)
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| The candy paint be drippin', Simmy say it’s alright (Yeah)
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| My migo in the kitchen, flippin' work like all night (Yeah)
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| We pull out the Wesson, now we bustin' on sight (I do)
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| Came out with the choppa, boy, we talkin' big bikes (Ayy) |