| Nadie me va a joder
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| Odio a todo el mundo
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| Yo creo que soy mejor que todo el mundo
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| ¿Y tú sabes qué? |
| Oh
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| Yo creo que es todo el mundo lo sepa, ah
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| Yuh, I’m cool on your opinion of my strategy
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| Phone full of women all mad at me
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| Cause they ain’t on my mind like they use to
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| Cause I ain’t got the time that I use to
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| Money tight as usual, but it’s cool, because it’s coming
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| And I don’t ever follow your strut
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| I don’t ever follow money, I just follow my gut
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| Now they following Russ
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| Yeah your boys gettin bigger now
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| Y’all careers dying, start pouring out the liquor now
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| Been at this since 06
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| Before it started being cool, to drop albums with no hits
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| I’m out here coming for all of it
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| I want all the acknowledgment
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| I want all the accomplishments
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| I want cars that’s astonishing
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| Plus the house that my mommas in
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| Should be big as a continent
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| I make good on my promises
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| 50 bitches to party with
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| Man, the world is my audience
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| I’m just tryna' give my statement
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| Billboard from a basement
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| The type of focus where you wonder where the day went
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| But do it all again
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| How to be a millionaire
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| It’s getting harder to call a friend
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| Too many hidden agendas
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| You 50/50 with your character
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| My life is on the line
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| There’s gone always be a barrier
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| Between me and most
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| I never let 'em too close
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| With the girls it’s no different
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| I can’t be falling for hoes
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| That’s why I keep to myself
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| I stay recording tryna' upgrade
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| My life to the nights full of lights, cash, and runways
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| I haven’t had a Monday since 18
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| I knew in high school I could go pro like KG
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| Lately it’s been looking like I made the right decision
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| Found my way outta' the dark, I gotta' flash light vision
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| If her ass right but the face left, then I’m dippin'
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| I need a chick three for three like Pippin
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| Hang my jersey up, It’s worthy of the rafters
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| I know their game, I ain’t worried 'bout these rappers
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| It’s too predictable now, it’s so political now
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| And Im sorry if I sound a little cynical now
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| It’s just that most my favorite rappers are invisible now
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| Everyday I make a song that’s just habitual now
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| Ain’t nobody gonna' do it like me
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| Ain’t nobody gonna fill the void I see but me, so here I go
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| Twelve shots like the cops, now I’m wasted
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| It’s in the blood of America to be racist
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| Land of the taken
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| Home of the cover it all up and don’t say shit
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| Act like it ain’t happen, cut, copy, paste it
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| Put it on every channel doesn’t matter if you change it
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| I’m off it though
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| It ain’t where I’ve gone
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| It’s where I’ve gotta go
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| I tell these local girls what they wanna' know
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| Never fuck 'em twice, cause I won’t be there to catch em
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| Self belief and a passion this is the natural reaction
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| I be singing these ballads
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| Like a young Mike Bolton
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| Sprewell with the raps though
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| Like Russ might choke him
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| Keep a few eyes open
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| I’m everywhere, I’m omnipresent
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| Wired with the drive of a Bugatti engine
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| I’ve been running non stop since fourteen
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| Ain’t no time to slow up, man I need more beats
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| Even though I got 500 sitting in a playlist
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| I’m starting to realize that the money won’t change shit
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| I’m starting to realize that y’alls basic ain’t my basic
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| On the plane to the A making a list of all the shit matters
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| Y’all opinions didn’t make it
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| 'Bout to be a A list celebrity
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| Wife me up a singer
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| Hope she gotta' accent
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| Hope she drinks liquor
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| Board of advisors, I can count on four fingers
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| Leave the middle one open
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| To let you know I ain’t sweet
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| I’ve been a shepherd my whole life
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| I can’t relate to the sheep
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| It’s a shame you asleep
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| But I’m about to make your bed shake
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| Bow down to me I’m the Sensei
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| Let’s play who’s gon be here in a decade
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| Lotta yall are barely even making it to the next day
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| Man
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| The fuck?
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| The fuck are y’all doing man?
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| You out here getting platforms and shit
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| Turning up talking 'bout dumb shit
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| Man
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| And the crazy shit is that, like, people believe you because you’re poppin'
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| So you can say whatever you want
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| But that shit sound dumb as fuck
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| And all y’all got low fucking IQs
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| And all y’all figure out what’s poppin' off in the water, like twenty-eight
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| Cause y’all lack guidance and that’s not-
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| Man, me, Bugus, and DIEMON 'bout to come through fuck all y’all up
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| Cause y’all mutha' fukka’s are dumb as shit
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| It’s just that simple
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| We’re smart as fuck with good music
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| Fuck off |