| I love this shit
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| Sap is on the beat
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| I love anything about it
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| The ups and downs
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| The losses make the wins so much sweeter
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| It’s all apart of game
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| Uh
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| Four-hundred forty-eight on the clock, I watch the scale tip
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| All those out of town trips made me feel a say in this
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| For not keeping the drugs and the money in the same whip
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| Multiple vehicle just incase it get dangerous
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| Right, mask and gloves like I’m Bane
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| The virus made it easier for us to home invade
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| They think they got us figured out, but thy don’t know a thing
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| Put thirty on your headpiece, that’s just anothr chain
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| Really, a nice watch
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| As soon as you put some diamonds in them, the price drop
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| As soon as I work for self, it put me it tight spot
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| Don’t throw me no pity party, think that I might stop?
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| 'Cause I’m not, I’m at the round table, cheffin' up hot, like it’s legal
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| Top shelf, you better cop before my people
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| Drag your feet, end up paying double, see Tito
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| Disappointed like Smokey when Craig ain’t shoot Deebo
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| I love this shit, yeah
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| I love it, I love it, love it, love it, love it
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| Love it
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| I love this shit, yeah
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| Even if you haters all love me
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| I love it, yeah
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| Kush god, say it bluntly, touring the country
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| Holidays, I’m like Bun B, everyday comfy
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| Flood work, make sure you see me when everything complete
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| Have your vice, but stay focused, don’t turn into junkies
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| Stand clear, make sure you protect mama and auntie
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| Grandma, stay pray for me, she keep away jumbees
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| Evil spirits, that Guyanese slang, how I pronounce the unsung
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| Underground king, pimp Bun B, Harlem nigga
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| New shines, I switch up my monthly plug
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| Then I grab a couple, a couple, they front me
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| Look, plus I got a couple on the way
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| Y’all are just some suckers in the way, fucking up the play
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| Still getting money who I came up with
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| Smoker’s club, shout my brothers who I flame up with
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| Marathon, I had endurance when they gave up quick
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| I got real songs with Nip, no make up shits
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| I love this shit, yeah
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| I love it, I love it, love it, love it, love it
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| Ha, yeah
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| I love this shit
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| I love it, I love it, love it, love it, love it |