| This is dedicated to all them fuck ass lists you left me out
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| All them conversations 'bout New York
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| I wasn’t mentioned, like I moved or something
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| KushedGod, bitch, the realest
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| Uh huh, Pete Rock, Smoke DZA
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| Right, soul brother number uno
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| Let’s get it, homie
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| And you know
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| Right
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| Let’s go, DZA
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| In a perfect world
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| Kilos, gold ropes and
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| West coast link that fuck with flights to bring the smoke in
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| Bitch from the Ivory Coast is cool to bring the dope in
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| Serving niggas like it’s '04, next to Copeland’s on Broadway
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| More money, more ways, the more clickin', the more waitin'
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| Don’t be annoying, hittin' my phone all day
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| They say you live and then you die, well nigga
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| I done lived a million times, dead every night
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| Shit this Henny got me nice, got to fall before you fly
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| First to test landin' then you expandin'
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| Kick in the door, let the next man in (Let the next man in)
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| (Let me hear that) Mom’s crib
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| Saltfish, fresh bacon, some sweet plantains
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| Cheers to getting money, I’m Ted Danson
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| Nigga been focused since I said hi to
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| More shit to get high to
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| More slick bars I provide you
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| Fuck a crab that infiltrate, try to divide crews (I see you)
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| You say you balling but it’s biddy though
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| You know it’s fucked up when Sharkeisha get more hits than your video
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| Fuck a sadiddy ho
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| This that rap city flow, hit Flex
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| Let the city know, shit, by time you hear this
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| A nigga will be up on Arsenio
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| And I got many more
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| And many more (Many more, many more)
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| Yeah, let 'em know, Smoke
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| Don’t stop, KushedGod, bitch
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| I was born February 8th, 1984
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| Harlem hospital, third floor
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| Know what I mean
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| Mom dukes
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| Pops, fresh from Guyana and all that
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| Came straight to Harlem, how ironic
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| Shout out my nigga Pete Rock, funny shit
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| I remember I was about 19
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| I used to carry Pete Rock crates to get in the club
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| Smoke weed with him and chill
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| And now I got a beat from this nigga and it’s on my album
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| You know, just battling and shit, used to play ball
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| Shout out to all the niggas I killed in Morningside
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| Mook, you know about that shot in the middle of the court
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| Shout out to my nigga Numbas
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| Smoking Numbas, that’s my nigga
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| Been blessed to tour around the world
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| Shout out all my fans all around the world
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| I love y’all just as much as y’all love me
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| I do this for y’all
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| Shout out Cinematics
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| Shout out my brother, Jonny Shipes
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| To all them arguments that I had with Jon
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| Lord knows that shit made me stronger
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| Lord knows that shit made me me
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| Shout out my big bro Shiffe Bobs
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| City will always be purple
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| Started rapping ‘cause of Biggie Smalls
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| Shout out to my nigga NymLo, one of my first rap partners
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| I remember when we was on 17th, nigga said, «I got a rhyme»
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| I said, «What? |
| I got a rhyme too, nigga»
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| Niggas went back and forth
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| That been my nigga ever since, 180 days
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| (Pete Rock, Smoke DZA) You know
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| Shout out Mad Siffles, the first time I was ever on TV
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| Shout out to Peter Rosenberg
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| Shout out to Funk Flex (Shout out to Cipha Sounds)
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| Shout out to y’all
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| Shout out to Carly Hustle for believing
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| Shout out to DJ Enuff
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| Shout out to Ebro
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| And I never change my name, nigga
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| I never forget when I rocked on that Summer Jam stage
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| I came out in that white robe, they thought I was crazy
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| I told these niggas, «I'm at home, what’s up?»
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| Shout out to 183rd
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| Shout out to my nigga, G
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| G da hounch
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| Lighting up all them motherfucking and 'em sessions and all that
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| Never forgotten, shout out my nigga, Brock
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| Shout out DJ Dahi
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| Shout out DJ Will Gates
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| Shout out my nigga, Ab-Soul
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| Shout out my motherfucking brother, Dom Kennedy
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| For all them good talks we had about keeping this shit independent
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| Shout out my little brother, Joey Bada$$
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| Shout out Pro Era, everybody in Pro Era
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| Rest in peace Capital Steez, I miss you kid
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| Shout out my brother, Aaron Reid
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| Shout out Sha Money
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| Shout out LA Reid
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| Shout out Sylvia Rhone
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| Shout out my nigga, Haleem, all my Queens niggas
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| Shout out Dapper Dan for all the talks for being a Harlem nigga
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| Shout out my big brother Dame Dash for being a Harlem nigga
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| For showing a nigga a lot of lanes
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| Shout out my nigga, Killa Cam, Jim Jones
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| Shout out my nigga, Cut Man |
| A dollar and a dream, nigga, to the top
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| Shout out my uncle Dretty
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| Drive around in that amber like getting high all day
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| How we get it up
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| Shout out my nigga Fat Troy, what up Sly?
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| Shout out John Sparks
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| My nigga Rigo, PR
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| Shout out Kenny Powers
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| Everytime I go on the left coast, I get that pack, that pop corn bag
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| Shout out my brother, Burner
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| Shout out Chevy Woods, Ty Dolla $ign
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| Shout out my brother, JP, buddy
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| Brothers for life, you know I’m here
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| Shout out my bro, Buju
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| Shabba Buju, that’s my nigga
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| Shout out my nigga, Vince
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| Shout out my son, Shad da God
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| That’s my little guy right there
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| Shout out my bro, Jackson
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| By the time you get home, you be hearing this
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| We be rolling and dog we gon' be on our King of New York shit
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| Do the King of New York dance when you get out that motherfucker, true story
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| I think I’m 'bout to go get me a bussolino hat
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| We can be on our real Nucky Thompson, Chalky White shit
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| Shout out my nigga, Branson
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| Shout out DJ Webstar
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| Shout out Thirstin Howl the 3rd
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| Meyhem Lauren, all my low life niggas
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| Shout out my nigga, Dutch
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| Shout out my nigga, Sane
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| Shout out GFC: God, Family, Culture
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| Three words to live by
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| Shout out my brother, Nakim
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| Shout out the quad
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| Shout out Calendar
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| Shout out 40 Oz Van
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| Shout out my nigga, Bodega Bamz
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| Shout out to Ohla
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| Shout out to the Tanboys
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| Shout out to my barber, Bart, for keeping my hairline still a hairline
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| Shout out to my nigga, Curtains
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| Shout out my nigga, Mickey Factz
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| Shout out my nigga, Al-Doe (BBM)
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| Shout out my nigga, Mookie Jones
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| My nigga DeLorean
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| Shout out Slim Thug, Bun B, Paul Wall
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| Shout out my nigga, Al Two
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| Shout out to my grandma and my grandpa
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| Still around, kicking, giving a nigga speeches
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| Trying to make me rap like Will Smith
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| Shout out my brother Steve, you annoying motherfucker
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| Every day I know I could wake up 10:30, 11 o’clock
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| That phone 'bout to ring and I’m 'bout to get some motivational speech
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| Shout out my brother, Wayno, we off that C joint
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| Shout out my road manager, Brick Flair, funny nigga
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| Shout out my nigga, Trademark Da Skydiver
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| Shout out to Philipe Childs
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| Shout out to my nigga, Florine
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| Shout out Wiz, Spitta, K.R.I.T., my brothers
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| Shout out Harry Fraud, my brother
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| Shout out Blunt Smoker, my brother
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| You see me, you see him
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| Shout out my brother, Fat Kirk
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| Shout out aunty Gayle
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| Rest in peace uncle Kenny
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| Shout out to Nah Right
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| Shout out to 2DopeBoyz
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| Shout out to Exclusive Zone (Rap Radar)
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| Shout out to everybody that believed in the kid
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| Shout out to Dan the Man
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| Shout out to International Jones
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| Shout out Young Roddy
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| Shout out my brother, Chase N. Cashe
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| Shout out C Gutta
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| Shout out Action Bronson
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| Shout out A$AP
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| Shout out Vinny Cha$e
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| Shout out Troy Ave
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| Shout out New York City
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| Shout out Mack Wilds
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| Shout out Chinx, French, Coke Boys
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| And I’m up out of here
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| Dream.Zone.Achieve
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| Get money y’all
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| Right
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| K.O.N.Y
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| Hold that |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Achieve , by - Smoke DZA. Song from the album Dream.Zone.Achieve, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп