| Yeah, yeah
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| Look
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| Talks around my city gettin' crucial
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| That don’t bother none, shit, that’s the usual
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| They say, «Fuck you, REASON,"trust me, that shit mutual
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| «Fuck you, REASON,"trust me, that shit mutual
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| You niggas been gettin' out of pocket
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| Gossip, gossip, gossip, gossip (Gossip)
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| Gossip, gossip, gossip, gossip
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| Gossip, gossip, got gossip
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| Middle finger REASON, I can’t stand son
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| I used to beg for respect, now I demand some
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| You niggas shootin' for hits hoping you land one
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| I make sure my shots finish more than their once
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| Now REASON worth about a pretty penny, well, that shit true
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| But I can’t stop until my whole wallet handsome and some
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| I get ghost until I pull up in a Phantom random
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| But lately, I been thinking back to Candace, damnit
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| That was back when I would sympathize
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| She send me pictures of her inner thigh 'round dinner time
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| Writin' records, she would text me say I’m in her mind
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| Had to tell that bitch to shoo, I’m tryna finish lines
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| I wrote this on the bus, I’m on the road, shit
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| Reminiscing back when I was hopeless
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| Token Black boy with a pocket full of tokens
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| Now that money comin' back, feel like it’s homesick
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| Talks around my city gettin' crucial
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| That don’t bother none, shit, that’s the usual
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| They say, «Fuck you, REASON,"trust me, that shit mutual
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| «Fuck you, REASON,"trust me, that shit mutual
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| You niggas been gettin' out of pocket (Pocket)
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| Gossip, gossip, gossip, gossip
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| Gossip, gossip, got gossip
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| Gossip, gossip, gossip, gossip
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| Gossip, gossip, damn
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| Huh
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| Clock ticking, nigga
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| Huh, look
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| My greatest fear is my relatives exposin' my skeletons
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| When I speak on relatives, I put air «es with it
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| 'Cause blood don’t make you family and I know that’s who around me
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| Y’all ain’t come 'til I start poppin', thinkin' bread come with it
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| I got cousins that’s wishin' I’ll on me
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| In they mind, I know they hoping blood spill on me, chill, homie
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| I’ma keep shining, nigga, no shade gon' block me
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| Y’all hopin' fame gon' rock me, nigga, your lame can’t stop me
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| Shit, how the fuck I’ma stop with all these goals on me?
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| I been winning, word to the gold on me, had no money
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| Now my show money done grown, lookin' like GoFundMe’s
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| And tell my cousins, «You're lame, homie»
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| So when I come back around, I play her like James, Tony
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| Blockin' that bullshit, been growin' these bills quick
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| Pour shots straight out the bottle, trying hard not to spill shit
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| I vow to make a killin' with the niggas I live with
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| So fuck all the negatives
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| I swear my biggest fear would be my relatives
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| Comin' back from the dead exposin' skeletons
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| When I speak about relatives, I put air «es with it
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| 'Cause blood don’t make you family and I know just who around me, nigga
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| Talks around my city gettin' crucial
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| That don’t bother none, shit, that’s the usual
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| They say, «Fuck you, REASON,"trust me, that shit mutual
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| «Fuck you, REASON,"trust me, that shit mutual
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| You niggas been gettin' out of pocket
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| Gossip, gossip, gossip, gossip
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| Gossip, gossip, got gossip
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| Gossip, gossip, gossip, gossip
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| Gossip, gossip, damn
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| (City getting crucial)
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| (That don’t bother none, that’s the usual)
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| (Gossip, gossip, gossip, gossip)
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| The last four weeks we’ve been talking heavily with TDE
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| And, uh, it’s not official yet (Gossip, gossip, gossip, gossip)
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| But I wanted to make it official in front of everybody
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| 'Cause I got the contract today (Woo, you got it?)
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| Thank you, God, for bringin' all y’all here
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| I’m askin' all you guys to love each other
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| That’s what’s pretty much gotten me to this point
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| I can’t even say, honestly, how thankful I am
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| For every single one of you guys
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| That’s about it, so
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| We already went over it (Top Dawg Entertainment, yeah) |