| Yeah, 9th Wonder
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| The Black Mamba
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| I am rap nigga
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| Yo
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| The grind don’t ever stop, look how I’m going strong
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| Promise her wheels and I will before it’s all gone
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| Leave it in wills if it kills me, I keep pushing on
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| Pushing my buttons, these motherfuckers better leave me alone
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| Filet mignon, my future at stake
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| First thing on my plate is work, I got money to make
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| Got the attention of greats, but on the list they don’t name me
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| Cause a threat to your neck, to your check it, it don’t pay me
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| Give fuck what a rain be, not worry the drought
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| Flow wet like the night I got it in on the couch
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| A lot niggas, name good in the street
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| Catch me reaching for a milli like that nigga young Meek
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| I got my mind on a milli and I ain’t had a milli to
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| So focused, it like a milli for the
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| Diss on my hoes similar heat, had the door like a wreath
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| Kick that bitch in and bring in all of my peeps
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| Jamla the squad, Tiffany A-rob
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| Bout to tell these motherfuckas what to do with they blah
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| My nigga
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| Jamla the squad, huh
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| Shit, I’m just Big Krit
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| Still got hoes in the whip
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| High like a palm trees on the strip
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| Miami, all these niggas is whipped
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| When it comes bar for bar, you more bitch
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| Than a bitch you calling a bitch
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| There ain’t no way you getting rich wit yo rhymes
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| I’m just droppin you dimes, knowledge
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| Shit they can’t teach you in college
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| Played out
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| I’m forever like Wallace
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| Drop shit without
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| I’m not what Minaj is, no disrespect
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| If she that I’m loving, all you niggas is ballin
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| Yo, we balance each other, my nigga
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| She doing her thing, she fill her pockets with skrilla
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| Came up in the game, tell it to them niggas in Thriller
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| Blowers to killers, looking like de Villa
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| My niggga my nigga
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| Support the niggas you digging
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| Say divided we fall, therefore we best off
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| We say it’s to hard to listen
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| But we carry on cooking, niggas back in the kitchen
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| Word to Annette de, my niggas
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| The grind don’t ever stop, look how I’m going strong
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| Promise her wheels and I will before it’s all gone
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| Leave it in wills if it kills me, I keep pushing on
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| Pushing my buttons, these motherfuckers better leave me alone
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| Filet mignon, my future at stake
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| First thing on my plate is work, I got money to make |