| Sha-ba-da-ba-di-ta
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| Ain’t a damn thing change
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| Sha-ba-da-ba-di-ta
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| Ain’t a damn thing change
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| Statik Selektah
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| Sha-ba-da-ba-di-ta
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| Ain’t a damn thing change
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| Statik I got you
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| Young Gerald
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| Living fast as a bullet straight out a gun barrel
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| And I won’t touch hater’s hands, you hella unsterile
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| My career trajectory is the up arrow
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| FedEx knocking, droppin' off platinum plaques
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| That’s two in a row, I’m doing back-to-backs
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| My new show prices going to the max
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| I need half a mil', that’s without adding tax
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| Look at me shining, pressure made a Diamond
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| This shit came together with perfect timing
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| I still feel normal, but this shit isn’t common
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| The house was two million, and I’m still eating Ramen
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| I’m in the backyard like «What a view»
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| I never gave a fuck, this is nothing new
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| Fucking bitches, doing drugs, this is what I do
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| In the mirror told my self, «There's not another you»
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| Though the money so loud
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| And the stage sold out
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| Ain’t a damn thing change
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| Now the birds come out
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| See them chirping 'round
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| Yeah they want a taste
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| See my day went well
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| Because I’m real like that
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| Won’t forget the days
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| I was dreaming hard
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| Yeah, I was born a star
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| Ain’t a damn thing change
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| Sha-ba-da-ba-di-ta
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| Ain’t a damn thing change
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| Sha-ba-da-ba-di-ta
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| Ain’t a damn thing change
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| Sha-ba-da-ba-di-ta
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| Ain’t a damn thing change
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| Sha-ba-da-ba-di-ta (Bad Mon!)
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| Ain’t a damn thing change
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| Hold up, uh
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| Young Jozif
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| Steady climbing up the ladder, tryna to keep focus
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| These bitches' asses getting fatter make me feel hopeless
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| They just want the Magnum open
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| I just want the magnum opus
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| Consequences of a gold standard rapper
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| Different chickens in the kitchen on the stove tryna trap us
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| Got a new crib, ain’t even get to put my plaque up
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| By the time I get the gold one though, it’s going Platinum
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| Now they got a million and one questions to ask you
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| Got the world singing this song, would you imagine?
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| Pull up on the scene in the latest ghetto fashion
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| 'Cause I’m only into flashing up the lights, camera, action
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| And the only law that I know is the law of attraction
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| So when it comes to fashion I just simply attack 'em
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| With the words and the melody
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| Fuck what you telling me
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| Nothing really changed except I’m a millionaire celebrity (Wow!)
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| Though the money so loud
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| And the stage sold out
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| Ain’t a damn thing change
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| Now the birds come out
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| See them chirping 'round
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| Yeah they want a taste
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| See my day went well
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| Because I’m real like that
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| Won’t forget the days
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| I was dreaming hard
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| Yeah, I was born a star
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| Ain’t a damn thing change
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| Sha-ba-da-ba-di-ta
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| Ain’t a damn thing change
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| Sha-ba-da-ba-di-ta
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| Ain’t a damn thing change
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| Sha-ba-da-ba-di-ta
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| Ain’t a damn thing change
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| Sha-ba-da-ba-di-ta
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| Ain’t a damn thing change |