| Ayy, ayy, ayy
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| Watch it there, watch me ayy
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| Watch me ayy, ayy, ayy
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| I got a beautiful smile, honestly I forgot how
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| Since I put my boy in a box, sometimes I see him in the cloud
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| I been away for a while, I’m in the bay, in the town
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| Niggas debating 'bout who is the greatest
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| For what you debating about?
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| Niggas aching for clout, I know
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| Niggas who run in yo' house, without stakin' it out
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| If you ain’t really 'bout, shit that you say you about
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| I went in a different route
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| I just go pivot the couch
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| I just envisioned the count
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| Then I go get that amount
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| I got a beautiful house, but honestly I skip the town
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| Anytime that the temperature down
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| So someone dissed me in a crew, but honestly I forgot who
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| 'Cause niggas is snakes and what’s crazy
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| Is that it’s somebody I probably knew
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| Me I don’t get it, no clue, that’s just some shit you don’t do
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| That’s just some more shit I add to the list
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| That I can’t give no energy to
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| Watch what you put up on the web
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| You don’t want everyone aware
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| I just had to leave the hood
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| 'Cause motherfuckers treated me like a celeb
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| I just went and cut my dreads, but I got some beautiful hair
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| I am just searchin' for something that’s real
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| 'Cause this shit really not what they said
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| I got a (Beautiful) smile, but honestly (ayy) how
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| I put my boy in a box, sometimes I see him in the cloud
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| I been away for a while, I’m in the bay, in the town
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| Niggas debating 'bout who is the greatest
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| For what you debating about?
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| Ayy, yeah
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| I swear that it’s always something
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| Guess what? |
| I always want something (ayy)
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| I swear that it’s all assumption (ayy)
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| Here out they always want something
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| I got a beautiful condo
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| Stacking my bread for the house next
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| Labels keep tryin' to sign me
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| They do not have the amount yet
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| See I come from a place where them niggas don’t usually amount shit
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| Boarded up houses across from the suburbs
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| That’s causing a feud like the north and southern
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| A fight for the slavery re-cost society
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| Got 'em runnin' in your mother’s, house (how?)
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| 'Cause they under your covers, there’s no one to cover
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| That’s pointin' they guns as they’re runnin' for cover
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| The news ain’t gon' cover, there’s nothin' to govern
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| When niggas keep fighting and killing each other
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| To deal with each other for dealin' to others
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| Dealin' with the facts, make a nigga wonder
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| Who gon' have my back when the storm thunder
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| He gon' take the white, cook and make it butter
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| Ain’t no thinking twice, he don’t ever stutter
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| Money in his sight, runnin' to them numbers
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| That’s the finish line, right before he crosses blue and red lights
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| Central booking cover 25 to life
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| Something like his cousin, that’s the way of life
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| Nothing’s ever promised but I got a-
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| I got a beautiful smile, honestly I forgot how
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| Since I put my boy in a box, sometimes I see him in the cloud
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| I been away for a while, I’m in the bay, in the town
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| Niggas debating 'bout who is the greatest
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| For what you debating about?
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| Ayy, yeah
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| I swear that it’s always something
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| Guess what? |
| I always want something (ayy)
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| I swear that it’s all assumption (ayy)
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| Here out they always want something |