| Yeah
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| It’s E
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| They never thought I would get this far
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| But look how far we made it
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| Now I got big shoes on my car (Yeah, I be comin' through)
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| Look how far we made it (Word)
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| Yeah, said look how far we made it (Word, yeah)
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| Yeah, oh (Yeah)
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| Custom everything, you know how I does it
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| Pockets all hundreds, still on the come-up
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| Lookin' like I’m on already, just gave her my number
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| Won’t take long for me to get up in her jaws
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| Watch Boomerang with her, I’m against the law
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| I drive fast, fuck fast, drop cash
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| When I wanna pull somethin' up (Pull somethin' up)
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| Lookin' at the game, who makin' real shit? |
| Just us
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| Ain’t no justice, house worth a mil' plus
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| And I’m still around the way, Spike Lee with a brush
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| Dom K on the mic, bitches be feelin' him
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| I don’t gotta sing on the track just to get me some
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| I’ma be that nigga for the next few millenniums
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| I’ll bet the pussy taste good like a Cinnabon
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| Never play the minimum, YSL denim, uh
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| On the roulette table at New York, New York
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| They never thought I would get this far
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| But look how far we made it
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| Now I got big shoes on my car
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| Look how far we made it
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| Yeah, said look how far we made it (This nigga Dom tried to give me the Don
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| Julio)
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| Yeah, oh (He don’t fuck with CÎROC, yeah, uh)
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| Seven when I seen my first murder
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| Survivin' on dollar double cheeseburgers, damn
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| It wasn’t easy, but I’m a fast learner
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| Shit ain’t promised, thank God I made it though
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| The ghetto where I’m s’posed to die
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| Jay 305, not from the south, but South Central L.A., L.A.
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| That’s L.A., palm trees and AKs
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| Bad bitches gangbang (Where you from? Goddamn)
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| AMG, that’s the only Benz
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| Fuck friends, walked in the club past PowWow, OBM
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| Go get, no give-mes, mink when it’s chilly
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| California grizzly, aw man (Flip it)
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| 125th, grimy grams (Flip it)
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| Eatin' fish, it’s four A.M. |
| (Yeah)
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| Tall model chick in Dior pants, uh
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| I just hope the Lord see my plans, plans, plans, plans
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| They never thought I would get this far
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| But look how far we made it (Really)
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| Now I got big shoes on my car (It's big OPM energy)
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| Look how far we made it (RFC)
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| Yeah, said look how far we made it (Really)
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| Yeah, oh
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| All the hate be admiration, they admire the floss
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| Weathered the storm through the decade, got survivor’s remorse
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| The bud is legal, livin' regal, all my Cubans is frost
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| Bust down everything, how we do it up north
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| Where’s the love in the game? |
| It’s like human went lost
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| Bracelets, rivetless, dawg, but it’s stupid, the cost
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| We been runnin' shit so long, got me super exhausted
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| Artist, CEO, hustler and I’m corporate
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| Independent mogul since the waviest win (Right)
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| Got a better deal than Baby and Slim (Right)
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| Took a couple L’s, I’ll never take 'em again
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| They ain’t takin' my gems, take my catalog when I spin
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| Charge the rest to the game, took that on the chin
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| Playin' at a high level, dawg, you just a third string
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| Important like LeBron’s third ring
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| Lookin' extra drippy, hoppin' out the 'burban (Right)
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| They never thought I would get this far
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| But look how far we made it
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| Now I got big shoes on my car
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| Look how far we made it (High as fuck)
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| Yeah, said look how far we made it (OPM)
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| Yeah, oh (DZA)
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| If I was you
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| I’d turn this up
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| Yeah, I’d turn this up
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| Uh, uh |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Survivor's Remorse , by - Smoke DZA. Song from the album Homegrown, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп