| Everything I do is major
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| Keep my mind on my paper
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| Never mind all my haters
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| Grind till I ball like Laker
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| DJ playing my record
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| And you envy me huh
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| The heights Imma reach
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| You' will never see huh
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| Never say much I never speak
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| Busy chasing for the major leagues
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| Tread light in my moccasins
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| Achieve success more frequently
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| Trying to ball so stupidly
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| Killing a beat ain’t new to me
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| Kill the game need a eulogy
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| Don’t give a fuck how you look at me
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| If it ain’t ‘bout the money you keep it moving
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| Since rap is the trap Imma keep it pushing
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| You addicted to bass that I’m cooking
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| Success is measured by work that you put it in
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| Whoa
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| Look at my numbers look at my stats
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| Im go in' em hits but I’m missing some plaques
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| Can call me Usane how I’m running the track
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| If we making bets, you can double on dat
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| So much to do got no time to relax
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| Addicted to winning I always relapse
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| You rip what you sew and I got mines in tact
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| Lames trying to copy and know those are facts, facts, facts, facts
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| Everything i do is major
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| My mind stays on my paper |
| Never mind all my haters
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| Grind till I ball like Laker
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| Heading straight for the top
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| Won’t stop till I drop
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| Your girl is a Thot
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| Got the key to her spot
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| He swore he was hot
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| Till I pulled in the lot
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| In that big body truck
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| Playing ready or not
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| My reach got no limit
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| I got em all timid
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| I Handle my Bidness
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| My hustle so different
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| They see how I’m living
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| I got them so livid
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| My head on a pivot
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| Cause hate is a given
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| When you doing it big
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| They all want a piece
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| But don’t want you reaching your peak
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| So I know every time that you speak
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| Deceit running straight through your teeth
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| When I play I’m playing for keeps
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| The game is not meant for the weak
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| You minor can’t play in my league
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| Oh you late let me put you to speed
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Everything I do is major
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| My mind stays on my paper
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| Never mind all my haters
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| Grind till I ball like Laker
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| Written by: Chate Kunda (BMI)
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| Thug Soul Publishing (BMI) |