| And if you step into his world with his mind
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| You will see it quickly change into a beautiful, exciting world of fantasy
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| Is that Shoki on the beat?
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| Be afraid, stay awake
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| Finger blades, demonstrate
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| No mistakes, uh
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| M.I.A, what’s the play?
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| Keep the faith like everyday
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| They hesitate, fuck out my face
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| Still a renegade, my head’s insane
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| Might rock my chains inside my real estate
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| They can’t relate to nothin' on the regular
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| Still be blockin' numbers on my cellular
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| Yeah I’m trippin' nigga it ain’t over, that shit’s evident
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| Steady winnin', see I got eyes open, I move prejudice
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| Yeah I mean it
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| I ain’t sayin' nothin', only tracks I’m gonna make now
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| I can’t do no interviews, they tryna pick my brain now
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| Fragile when I look at you, you can’t move at my pace now
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| I ain’t fuckin' with nobody, covered up my face now
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| Nigga I’ve been versatile, we never did the same style
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| Look like me, I birthed your style, I’m OG in this game now
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| Sip my drink and come alive, I’m workin', I can’t back down
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| I can’t share the shit that’s on my mind, that’s how I stay around
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| Just might put some distance on my time, these niggas prayin' now
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| Yeah I got a lot but I remember all the days without
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| I be comin' first, don’t need no runner up
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| If you talking trash you get a- *kmt*
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| Why you talkin' loud, why can’t you shut it up
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| Ruined my Versaces, get some other ones
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| Had to get like Rocky, now I’m feelin' tough
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| Workin' on my body I will fuck you up
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| I just got so focused I done leveled up
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| If shit gets too sticky then I call 'em up
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| Form the plastic, everlastin', I can’t pass it
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| Copped a mansion, turn the ashes to attractions
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| On some clown shit, fuck the fashion, make a ransom
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| No comparison, fuck the captions, ain’t no further actions
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| Be afraid, stay awake
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| Finger blades, demonstrate
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| No mistakes, uh
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| M.I.A, what’s the play?
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| Keep the faith like everyday
|
| They hesitate, fuck out my face
|
| Still a renegade, my head’s insane
|
| Might rock my chains inside my real estate
|
| They can’t relate to nothin' on the regular
|
| Still be blockin' numbers on my cellular
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| Yeah I’m trippin' nigga, it ain’t over that shit’s evident
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| Steady winnin', see I got eyes open, I move prejudice
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| Yeah I mean it |