| Im on calibration like a touch phone,
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| Im on the menu screen but i cant touch home,
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| It dont matter who and where we come from,
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| We spit on this money like a dog on a bone,
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| Im on calibration like a touch phone,
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| Im on the menu screen but i cant touch home,
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| It dont matter who and where we come from,
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| We spit on this money like a dog on a bone,
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| D.R.E.Y with the gang in it,
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| Fresh in the booth and im killing it,
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| Im married to the game, sniff on mack maine,
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| I dont sniff crack, but im insane,
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| 420 coming down on that touch phone,
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| I be her last king she call me T-Raw,
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| But she love me high and my eagle on,
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| On that grade 4 that shit ride along,
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| Roll another dubi,
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| Shout out to Releezy, thats a real hippy,
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| A bunch of real niqqas, that’s my whole groupy |