| I swear I don’t know who worse
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| These lame niggas or these square bitches
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| They both be working my nerves
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| It’s so hard to tell who worse
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| These lying bitches or these broke niggas
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| They both be working my nerves
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| Man I swear I don’t know who worse
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| These sucker niggas or these thirsty hoes
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| They both be working my nerves
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| Man I swear I don’t know who worse
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| These lame niggas or these square bitches
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| They both be working my nerves
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| Sox Gang nigga, make the world twist
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| I’m on the throne and my lap where your girl sit
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| Talk paper when you talking to the Duke
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| Any other conversation nigga I just ain’t concerned with
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| Flow flame, burn haters in the third degree
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| Niggas got to be deaf if they ain’t heard of me
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| I’ve been geeked by the week no sleep, no complaints out of me
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| Young Skeme what all I’m
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| Keep a bitch in the back, a hoe in the front
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| One blowing me down the other blowing me up
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| I got a forty tucked, that’s a forty to bust
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| I’m from Inglewood, they already know what’s up
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| Off-brand niggas talk sound foreign to us
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| Get your lady, why the bitch keep blowing me up
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| And you treat her like a queen but she be hoeing with us
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| Duke!
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| I swear I don’t know who worse
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| These lame niggas or these square bitches
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| They both be working my nerves
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| It’s so hard to tell who worse
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| These lying bitches or these broke niggas
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| They both be working my nerves
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| Man I swear I don’t know who worse
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| These sucker niggas or these thirsty hoes
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| They both be working my nerves
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| Man I swear I don’t know who worse
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| These lame niggas or these square bitches
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| They both be working my nerves
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| All these broke niggas get on my nerves
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| And you gullible bitches believing everything you heard
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| Real niggas like myself get everything we deserve
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| Better learn nigga, we gon' nigga on this private reserve
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| And I’m a earn my respect, all my haters gonna remain wack
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| If I don’t got it, the big homie stay strapped
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| Fame can’t change a nigga lane cause I’m laidback
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| Real hood nigga caught fades by the train tracks
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| Why you steady fucking with me like you want some?
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| But none of you niggas know what I come from
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| Homies locked up, dead gone keep my head strong
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| Breaking from the feds, that shit be looking like fun run
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| Stayed down, I ain’t dealing with the same clowns
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| I’ve been out hear trying to make it happen since the playground
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| Yeah my nigga Skeme hit me with a scheme and we hit the scene
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| From the bottom, it ain’t shit you can say now
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| I swear I don’t know who worse
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| These lame niggas or these square bitches
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| They both be working my nerves
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| It’s so hard to tell who worse
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| These lying bitches or these broke niggas
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| They both be working my nerves
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| Man I swear I don’t know who worse
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| These sucker niggas or these thirsty hoes
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| They both be working my nerves
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| Man I swear I don’t know who worse
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| These lame niggas or these square bitches
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| They both be working my nerves
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| And that’s real shit, you a simp if you don’t relate
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| In the state pimping hoes and that’s word to a skank
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| At a bank see a bitch with a purse, I’m a snatch it
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| Unattach your bitch, ways to make it happen
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| Presidential rollie got me plotting about the White House
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| Every time I drop a new flow rappers take a bite out
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| Lately I’ve been shining, niggas want to turn my light out
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| But the never been the problem
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| Woah!
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| Niggas coming up from below
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| Got a fat stack, I’m a class act with the flow
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| Got a black mat, nigga better act like he know
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| I don’t trap shit but the sack fact for the whole hood
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| Gotta get it unapologetic by my methods
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| Murder be my profession that be on and off the record
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| Me? |
| I’m one of the illest that came up my section
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| Only rappers I be feeling can test me are peacefully resting
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| Hol' up |