| Uh, I’m the greatest on the planet
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| I can’t be stopped
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| So cocky in my mind
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| Like these can’t be thoughts
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| I was taught to be humble
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| Talkin' back was rude
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| But then I started smokin' blunts
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| And walkin' back to school
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| Like, fuck it
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| My shirt won’t tuck it
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| Take it back to tenth grade
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| Blowin' blunts in the bucket so
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| Lookin' for me, I’ll be on the beach bitch
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| Countin' C notes on a boat gettin' sea sick
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| Now you quote what I wrote, I’m a beast bitch
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| Cause when I spoke, always spoke of the G6
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| Chrome spokes, always hope I would reach this
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| Now I reap results of what I spoke and I don’t need shit
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| I won’t preach shit if you won’t purchase
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| You’re sure to find a purpose in my sermon every service
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| And I don’t give a fuck
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| You only live once
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| So I need the gold Rollie with the diamonds in the front like
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| Bling
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| I feel it all the time
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| I know how to make it stop
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| But I just want my shine
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| So I’m never gonna' stop
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| So let me be
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| Don’t envy me
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| This is all that’s in my mind
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| Oh-ooh
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| Uh, got the prezi with the bezi for my whole team
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| Cause at 18 I told 'em we would mold dreams
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| Now I’m almost 21, I’m gettin' closer to the one
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| Tyrna' make a million bucks so I can buy drinks
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| Yeah they sellin' a lot but I don’t by dreams
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| Get your wack ass act out of my scene
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| Stackin' plaque on plaque
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| I’m back on track
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| My Mack intact
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| And that’s just that
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| My rhyme scheme
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| They love it
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| Can’t touch it
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| Or budge it
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| No budget on buds
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| Cause I love it
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| Hotbox, hot rides, pot smothered
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| Roast in that ghost
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| You hoes are hokes
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| Cause I know what I know
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| And doesn’t a bomb blow
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| If you had it all
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| Maybe you would half it all
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| Everybody’s tryna' grab it
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| But they ladder’s small
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| Separate the actual from factual
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| Strategize and improvise
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| And maybe you can have it all
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| I feel it all the time
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| I know how to make it stop
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| But I just want my shine
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| So I’m never gonna' stop
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| So let me be
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| Don’t envy me
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| This is all that’s in my mind
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| Oh-ooh
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| Uh, I’m zoned out with a bad one
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| Honey’s taken action
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| Back seat, flat screen
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| Let her grip the Magnum
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| But if she acts dumb
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| Imma' have to dip out
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| Smoke a blunt, make a beat
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| Probably put the shit out
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| Cause it never stops
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| Even when I’m fuckin'
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| Hits are running through my mind
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| And I don’t say nothin'
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| Til I should bitch
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| And if I do, I’m saying something like
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| What’s good bitch
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| I wish you would bitch
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| Anyways, back to this bangin' ass beat that I made
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| You’ll probably try to buy it but I keep what I make
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| I don’t give a fuck
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| Cause this my life and this my child
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| I won’t give it up
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| So start givin' up
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| Cause you ain’t gon' get it
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| Unless you part of DIEMON
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| Unless your cheese is breaded
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| You can find me on an island
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| With my feet in the sand, weed in my hand
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| Even in my dreams I’m makin' beats cause I can
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| I feel it all the time
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| I know how to make it stop
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| But I just want my shine
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| So I’m never gonna' stop
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| So let me be
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| Don’t envy me
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| This is all that’s in my mind
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| Oh-ooh |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song In My Mind , by - Russ. Song from the album Velvet, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп