| To- to- told you stand that, tha, you, you stand tat
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| Yeah, yeah
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| Die motherfucker, what you want? |
| (Want, ayy)
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| Sick of hearing all that shit you talk (Ayy, yuh)
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| I’ve been down, now I’m up like a motherfucker (Ayy, ayy, yeah)
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| I don’t need no recognition, take him to the deep end Scar gon' watch you
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| suffer (Ooh)
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| In my bag that’s why my patience thin
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| Leather mask, it fits the state I’m in
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| Living fast, I’m maintaining it
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| I can’t crash, I’m on my wavy shit
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| Run it back, fuck an advance
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| Don’t want a chance, it’s still all black
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| Run it back, fuck an advance
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| Don’t want a chance, it’s still all black
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| Loose lips might tell
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| Everything these niggas seeing
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| Do shit so well
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| Got you talking like you mean it
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| New plans for sale
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| Take my old style, I don’t need it
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| Ghost ride never fail
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| Skull face, fire breathing
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| Scar gon' lose his head and send himself off to the gutter
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| Uh
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| Rock fedoras, feel like Freddy Krueger, I’m still haunting 'em
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| Only show my eyes and that shit made me get my butter up
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| Villain in disguise once they find ya they gone fuck you up
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| Bitch go find your feet
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| Killing shit fast on me
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| Black on black ain’t cheap, uh
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| Nigga go get your P’s up
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| Too much time watching me, uh
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| Throwing shit out these speakers
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| Heavy hard sounds cause grief
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| Ass fat, she’s a keeper
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| Get yourself out of the hole
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| Explaining yourself is so useless
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| The wrap on my hand makes you choke
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| Don’t make me pull up and do it
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| In my bag that’s why my patience thin
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| Leather mask, it fits the state I’m in
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| Living fast, I’m maintaining it
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| I can’t crash, I’m on my wavy shit
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| Run it back, fuck an advance
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| Don’t want a chance, it’s still all black
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| Run it back, fuck an advance
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| Don’t want a chance, it’s still all black
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| Die motherfucker, what you want? |
| (Want, ayy)
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| Sick of hearing all that shit you talk (Ayy, yuh)
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| I’ve been down, now I’m up like a motherfucker (Ayy, ayy, yeah)
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| I don’t need no recognition, take him to the deep end Scar gon' watch you suffer
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| I’m telling you they can’t get in here
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| And I’m telling you those things turned over our car! |