| Pull, pull, pull up that boy, wheel up!
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| Wheel
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| Is that Shoki on the beat?
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| Yeah, yeah, ooh
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| Yeah (Ayy)
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| Double up the bag, no reason, uh
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| Throw a couple racks, don’t leave it, uh
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| Heavy with the gas, I’m speedin', uh
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| Stickin' to the plan, I’ll please it, uh
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| Gotta leave the game in pieces, uh
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| Niggas in the plan, they ain’t in, uh
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| Screamin' on the track, that’s freedom, uh
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| Sittin' in the back, stay schemin'
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| No love, uh, shit gets loud as fuck, uh, yeah
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| High up the odds, the masochists only takes slugs, uh, yeah
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| Let me stop, uh, there is no passion in love, uh, yeah
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| Fuck it, I’m smart, uh, don’t think I’ll ever get stuck, uh
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| I’m broke just like Macy’s, but this shit just don’t get sleepy
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| Nothing hurts, I’m numb, it’s easy
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| And listen, oh God, I’m dreamin', wait
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| I walk and they follow
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| I swear that my life isn’t hollow (Yeah)
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| «We keep our head up» is the motto (Ayy)
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| Leave him, just listen, get swallowed
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| I film myself just to hustle
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| I won’t forget all the struggles
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| So many nights without power (Ayy)
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| Feel like she’s keepin' me humble (Fuck)
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| Now I live life in a bubble (Yeah)
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| My vision’s sharper than tunnel (Hey)
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| I been affordin' a scuffle (What?)
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| Feels like life is a puzzle (Shit)
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| Double up the bag, no reason, uh
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| Throw a couple racks, don’t leave it, uh
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| Heavy with the gas, I’m speedin', uh
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| Stickin' to the plan, I’ll please it, uh
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| Gotta leave the game in pieces, uh
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| Niggas in the plan, they ain’t in, uh
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| Screamin' on the track, that’s freedom, uh
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| Sittin' in the back, stay schemin'
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| No love, uh, shit gets loud as fuck, uh, yeah
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| High up the odds, the masochists only take slugs, uh, yeah
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| Let me stop, uh, there is no passion in love, uh, yeah
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| Fuck it, I’m smart, uh, don’t think I’ll ever get stuck, uh
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| Stickin' to the life I want, uh
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| Boy, you think I changed? |
| You’re wrong, uh
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| Heavy with the stakes, I won
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| Runnin' for the place, got the place bizzare
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| Turn it up, turn it up (Turn it up)
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| Who is not turnin' up scarier (What?)
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| Burn it up (Burn it up), burn it up (Live)
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| The trail of my ashes get heavier (Yeah)
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| He better believe in us
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| Older a lot that go mad to be legacy
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| Gold in my eyes, I don’t step, I just slip
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| To know, i (?) disgusting, my presence is sick
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| Still gotta get it, lil' bitch, you will see
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| I’m intergalactic, the system is me
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| Keeping the fashion don’t ever see it
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| My secret’s a castle, still burning it down (Yeah)
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| Double up the bag, no reason, uh
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| Throw a couple racks, don’t leave it, uh
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| Heavy with the gas, I’m speedin', uh
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| Stickin' to the plan, I’ll please in, uh
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| Gotta leave the game in pieces, uh
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| Niggas in the plan, they ain’t it, uh
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| Screamin' on the track, that’s freedom, uh
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| Sittin' in the back, stay schemin'
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| No love, uh, shit gets loud as fuck, uh, yeah
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| High up the odds, the masochists only take slugs, uh, yeah
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| Let me stop, uh, there is no passion in love, uh, yeah
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| Fuck it, I’m smart, uh, don’t think I’ll ever get stuck, uh |