| Look, look
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| When the dust settles, I’ll be here, right
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| They said they’re comin' for my crown
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| Where are they now? |
| You’re the future?
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| Sorry, I must not have hear right
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| Those are empty, empty threats
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| I’ve been sleepin' good up in my bed
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| Man, you must not have hear right
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| I’m the only one, I’m the only one who want it 'round here, right?
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| I just swerve around, swerve around it
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| Let me guess, aye, you up next, you the best, why?
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| Wanna give me props 'cause you know I’m on top
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| Lead the way, lit the torch on the quest, you
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| Hungry? |
| Man, that’s great, woo, don’t believe me, just wait, uh
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| I seen this one before, bro, don’t let the door
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| Hit you when you see me eatin' all the cake
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| I’m red like rare steak, I’m special
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| I sized you up when I met you
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| You a pop fly, won’t catch you
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| Saw your ceilin' where you won’t get to
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| I seen 'em come (I seen 'em come)
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| And I watched 'em go (I watched 'em go)
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| When their family members and their high school friends
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| Don’t watch the show, they self-implode
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| And nobody got the work ethic
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| Everybody’s scared to risk it
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| Even the ones who aren’t scared
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| They’re missin' somethin' different
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| I can’t front, I’ve been scared before
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| Thought a young buck was gonna take me out
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| Now he’s sniffin' yayo on someone payroll
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| Fifty cents is Lloyd bank account
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| Blabber 'bout me at the Tabber
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| But I work by lantern
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| See, I figured out this pattern
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| I’m the only one with the answers
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| So you can rattle swords, drop some bombs, win awards
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| Hit my throne with some pebbles, but
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| When the dust settles, I’ll be here, right
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| They said they’re comin' for my crown
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| Where are they now? |
| You’re the future?
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| Sorry, I must not have hear right
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| Those are empty, empty threats
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| I’ve been sleepin' good up in my bed
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| Man, you must not have hear right
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| I’m the only one, I’m the only one who want it 'round here, right?
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| I just swerve around, swerve around it
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| They’re comin' for him
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| You, him, and hundred more
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| Gonna take out Spose, got somethin' for him
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| Hm, I heard this one before
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| I know how this ends
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| You and all your friends
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| Talk it all the way up
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| And then fall back down again
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| Go back to your job
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| It’s that real shit, so you’re not involved
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| You’re a little employee tryna come talk to the boss
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| That’s how you get laid off
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| Gettin' bitter
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| Twitter fingers at their home
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| How you feel on stage
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| That’s how I feel alone
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| I’m the, perennial all-star
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| I always get recognized at Walmart
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| From «Gee Willikers» to «All R’s»
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| I pack clubs like a golf cart
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| Oh, oh, who? |
| You’re the new dude?
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| With the views on the YouTube?
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| Gettin' loud on the SoundCloud?
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| Blah, blah, blah blah blah, blah
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| New heat, check it out now
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| Pst, bunch of chipmunk bitch chumps go to war with me
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| The only way to hurt my feelings be if you sold more than me
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| Ooh, here they come, there they go
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| My first album, ten years ago
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| You hope that shit was a miracle
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| But nah, it was on purpose
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| I’m still here, right
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| They said they’re comin' for my crown
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| Where are they now? |
| You’re the future?
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| Sorry, I must not have hear right
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| Those are empty, empty threats
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| I’ve been sleepin' good up in my bed
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| Man, you must not have hear right
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| I’m the only one, I’m the only one who want it 'round here, right?
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| I just swerve around, swerve around it |