| Yeah, yeah
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| I’ma call this shit «New Game Console»
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| This feel like a PS5 or an Xbox 10
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| What is that? |
| Uh
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| Kill it even if it’s beautiful, shout out to Keys from wheel
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| Jingaling, bitch, jingaling, I got the keys for real
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| I’m a walkin' highlight tape, tell 'em to peep the real
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| SportsCenter, could be top ten, click, pop, I am locked in
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| You feel the clout when I walk in
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| You never dimmed the light
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| I’m in the future, ruin a different high
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| I don’t be mingling, it might be seeming that I’m on a different height
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| Because I am
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| Out of the box, I don’t fit in
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| Not one of y’all, I won’t pretend, oh no
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| Yeah, tallying up another win, oh yes
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| Hey, Audi A6 foreign testin', yeah
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| Layin' jet sign, dirty album, straight
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| Go best friend, that’s my best friend
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| Still ball like '75, back when I played on the line
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| I put it all on the line, uh, just to protect me and mine, uh
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| 'Cause I’m my biggest investment
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| With your time, what do you invest in?
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| Think about it then be about it
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| Don’t just dream about, oh
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| Kill it even if it’s beautiful, shout out to Keys from wheel
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| Jingaling, bitch, jingaling, I got the keys for real
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| I’m a walkin' highlight tape, tell 'em to peep the real
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| SportsCenter, could be top ten, click, pop, I am locked in
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| You want to borrow my car? |
| Hell nah, get the hell on
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| Well let me borrow a joint
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| You need to borrow a job, with your broke ass
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| Always tryna smoke up somebody’s shit
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| Get the hell on Felicia
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| I’ma remember that
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| Remember it, write it down, take a picture, I don’t give a fuck
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| Chris…
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| Bye Felicia
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| Not in my league, I’m out of your league
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| I feel the changes, I run the game, I never fatigue, I never fatigue
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| Not in my league, I’m out of your league
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| Stay to the neck, I run up a check and then I repeat, and then I repeat
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| Not in my league, I’m out of your league
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| I feel the changes, I run the game, I never fatigue, I never fatigue
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| You not in my league, I’m out of your league
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| Stay to the neck, I run up a check and then I repeat, and then I repeat
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| Look, out of the way, I’m to the neck, bro
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| Still the one everybody check on
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| Niggas wanna bang my line 'cause I’m lit
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| But I’m on airplane mode when the jet gone
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| Vroom vroom, niggas tuned in like newsroom
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| 'Cause I’m doing everything I said I would
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| Still hold it down for the neighborhood
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| No I won’t change for the money, no
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| It’s temporary, it come and go
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| I jump bullshit like jumping ropes
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| Seatbelt strapped up, it’s a bumpy road
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| No I don’t need no advice
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| I’ma go hard all my life, yeah
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| 'Til I ain’t checkin' the price
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| And my mama right (She right)
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| They tried to count me out, I’m back in my bag again, uh
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| Hoppin' another flight, I’m feelin' jet-lagged again, hey
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| I used to pray for this, now I feel it happenin', uh
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| Ain’t no imagining, the universe tagged me in
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| (But now that you still), Not in my league (Head over heels)
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| I’m out of your league (Fuck how you feel)
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| I feel the changes, I run the game, I never fatigue, I never fatigue
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| You not in my league (Head over heels)
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| I’m out of your league (Fuck how you feel)
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| Stay to the neck, I run up a check and then I repeat, and then I repeat
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| Not in my league, I’m out of your league
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| I feel the changes, I run the game, I never fatigue, I never fatigue
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| You not in my league, I’m out of your league
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| Stay to the neck, I run up a check and then I repeat, and then I repeat |