| I pulled up, take the block
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| Then I said I appreciate ya
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| Nowadays it’s just boss shit
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| Motivator, mediator
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| Got to watch out for them alphabet boys, abbreviators
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| Quarter chickens, four and a baby
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| Used to keep that bitch in an incubator
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| Small town, perfect timing
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| Pulled up bumping that Big Lou
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| Hoop dreams, junior college, goddamn I wish I was 6'2″
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| Hold up, hold up, remember me?
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| Motherfucking right, I remember nights
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| on the project floor
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| I didn’t even give a fuck, didn’t dim the lights
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| Old shit, but she heavy now, got a nigga telling them cock tales
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| Meeting up with young T Hyde, I ain’t s’posed to be eating these ox tails
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| Enterprise, need to rent a car, young bitch ain’t got a credit card
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| Son still getting his hustle on, shooting threes to better yard
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| I’m City Paper, I’m a rap god
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| All I can say is a genius wrote it
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| Half a plug, I ain’t even tripping, guess I’ll let Ms. Tina hold it
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| Blood money, see the stars, where the hell is Ms. Mother Nature?
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| Tryna get like them Arabs, 50 stores, 100 acres
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| Said a genius wrote it
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| Said a genius wrote it
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| Said a genius wrote it
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| Said a genius wrote it
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| I just caught a pound play out the Uber
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| They watching how I maneuver
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| Had to tell all my shooters stay off the computer
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| Had a bad looking bitch out at Hooters
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| And a broke hood bitch even cuter
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| Give me brain, she the tutor, I’m the student
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| End up fucking all the hoes I went to school with
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| She stupid, now I’m a genius, acting like they forgot the facts
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| I shot my strap, was balling for about two hours ‘fore he got snapped
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| Free my homies, this for the projects and the college cats
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| Gave away scholarships from my lil partners, passing out the stacks
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| Cool ass nigga, still Cashville’s hottest act
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| Just copped a spot in AZ and in Vegas, he must got a sec
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| I holler grind hard, and I mean it
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| Why you sound like that? |
| Cause I’m leaning
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| On it, sincerely yours, a genius wrote it
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| Said a genius wrote it
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| Said a genius wrote it
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| Said a genius wrote it
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| Said a genius wrote it
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| Hey, let me get it then
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| Fuck rap, jump back, be the
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| Getting paid, switch blade, cut that like a middleman
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| Pull up all black in a minivan
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| Imma kill em when it’s cold out
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| Leave a nigga with his soul out
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| Then I roll out, fuck it, say a genius wrote it
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| Ain’t no, uh uh, they don’t know about nothing
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| Young Aristotle, I’mma a starter
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| Check, I go hella harder
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| You can tell apart a motherfucker like me easy
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| Got a Socrates like philosophy
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| Prophesize every prophecy that my prophets see
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| Wonder what’ll make em start with me
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| I know that it’s hard to be, got a flow that can part the seas
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| My heart disease, bitch
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| Better check the signs, you don’t wanna be the next to die
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| It affects the time, so a nigga gon respect my mind
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| Petty Cain, I’m a rap god
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| Ride a beat, say a genius wrote it
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| Real niggas, real bitches love it
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| When I kick the bucket, RIP Bironas
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| This that shit that gon last forever
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| No dream, I know it, say a genius wrote it
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| King decoded, never let a ho between the focus
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| Said a genius wrote it
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| Do my dirt alone, I don’t want a nigga singing on me
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| Say a genius wrote it
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| And if you ain’t want it when I read up homie
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| Then I seen, said a genius wrote it |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Genius Wrote It , by - Starlito. Song from the album Theories, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп