| 26 inches off the grind
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| Flipping through my city the whole time
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| But that’s what I’m doing now
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| I bet that’s what I’m doing now
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| You boys just be repping you ain’t livin big
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| Brother this the nigger that be living big
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| Been had that shit everything you trying to do
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| My old hoes to you niggers is new
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| I been run through those broad been cuddle
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| Been dick them down 9 ways I ducked them
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| Looking for the next bad bitch
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| I ain’t never been a sucker I’ve always been on that bomb shit
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| Now these new niggers been acting crazy
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| I don’t know what going on but they be saving all these ladies
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| Uh the game change man the game change
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| Them boys looking lame men them boys looking lame
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| Still the same big boss the same big daddy
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| Ain’t nothing change still keeping flipping new catties
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| Can’t drop can’t stop if black trunk pop pocket
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| Keep a fat mack and those haters gonna watch
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| And fans going to watch
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| Still holding down my spot cause niggers still don’t got what I got
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| I’m the boss bitch went got rich quick nigger making excuse
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| Now nigger living my life why you niggers is useless
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| Step up your game man step up your game
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| Quit acting like a bitch you always crying man
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| Hey like mike jones I’m on the money train
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| If you ain’t about the change get the fuck off man
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| You niggers want a baby sitter
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| Now I’m a grown man with kids I ain’t down with you
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| I’m grown with those bosses kesy
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| Brand new houses man
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| With your spouse’s dropping their bras and panties
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| I’m a mother fucking gangster OG nigger
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| I ain’t seen nobody that can see me with her nigger
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| Next time bitch I’m living that I made a host of beast
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| But I’m a skull of bad gotta get my paper right get more fat stacks
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| Boy see this OG recking tracks
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| Balling to the max when you see me I’ll be on the radio and all on your TV
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| On my own shit on my own shit
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| I’m through with your bitch through with your bitch
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| Let her flip some foreign get your mouth open now
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| And now nigger I’m barring I ain’t doing no touring
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| I’m at the crib chillin chicks still calling making it killing
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| Still making millions sitting on my king throne
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| Thinking back to shouting at that lakers home
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| Shout out shout out to the stand bitch it is bread
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| These niggers acting scared of hustling to make the bread
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| Addicted to the paper my money growing long
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| So I’m going to keep on reppin on this microphone
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| Still at it hey freestyle automatic
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| I ain’t flipping for no static I’m just trying to keed my hungry
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| With these paper haters still talking shit
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| These niggers now a days been acting like a bitch
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| No one tell these niggers they talk to much
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| Road by myself cause niggers feel too much
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| And a nigger trying to win man
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| Trying to get the paper once I been made
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| I’m a still stay real though
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| Still you niggers keep changing you ain’t real bro
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| Let the soul spilled over still popping paint
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| Still popping seals though dugger dugger |