| From the top, from the top
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Fuck nigga you don’t want war
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| Spit bars around your head till' it’s gone
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| My mouths got the clips in the jaw
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| Put you in the ground then they mourn
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| Fuck nigga you don’t want war
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| Spit bars around your head till' it’s gone
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| My mouths got the clips in the jaw
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| Put you in the ground then they mourn
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| I don’t give a fuck about contracts
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| Wear a lawsuit if you’re on that
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| Used to be broke as fuck doing videos
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| Now I tour the world with 30 grand in my backpack
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| We had to split the money three ways
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| Otherwise, we ain’t even getting through customs
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| Walk from a friend if they seem fake
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| It looks like life’s too short to be running, I think
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| I really should be happy with the places I’ve been
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| I blame my expectations for this lavish life I live
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| King scarlxrd still scratched on my fist
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| If life be sending jabs then I take them to the chin
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| Never gonna stagger, I still stand tall
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| Think you’ll catch me flopping nigga, I ain’t got a glass jaw
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| Wake up in the morning and I browse upon my wish list
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| I’m prone to handle business, I get everything I ask for
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| I’m focused on getting higher
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| Old friends talk shit, say I’m a mean cunt
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| Had to work hard, I put faith in desire
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| If someone gave me this life on a plate, I’d be nicer
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| Stacks increased in my face, now I’m wiser
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| Every day long nights, I don’t get tired
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| False claims is the game, I’m a lone survivor
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| Drugs come with the fame, I don’t want neither
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| Dangerous form, I’m breaking the norm
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| Taking it all, believe in the storm
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| I’m raging the course, I got no problems
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| I’ve handled them all, there’s just no stopping, I got talent, it’s raw
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| Ducking from that broke nigga energy
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| If it ain’t about the money, give it to my enemies
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| I’ve been working hard so I don’t get to sleep
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| Plotting on the future, all my movements are hereditary
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| Fuck nigga you don’t want war
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| Spit bars around your head till' it’s gone
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| My mouths got the clips in the jaw
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| Put you in the ground then they mourn
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| Fuck nigga you don’t want war
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| Spit bars around your head till' it’s gone
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| My mouths got clips in the jaw
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| Put you in the ground then they mourn |