| Yeah, miss me with all that noise
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| That bullshit no I ain’t for it (You know)
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| It’s calm, it’s calm, we good, it’s calm
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| I came in with my boys, left with your bitch, oh boy (Yeah yeah)
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| Its calm, its calm, we good its calm
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| I’m up in the morning
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| Done with the yawning
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| I give a fuck if you tourin'
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| If that shit ain’t come with a tour bus, yeah
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| And fuck all the warnings
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| We coughin, no worry
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| We got the juice
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| Juice don’t know who cup imma pour it in
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| Im vibin' with someone daughter, they lie like they was supportin'
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| I never switch on my Whoadie
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| They snitchin' they 'Law and Order'
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| Im wishin' my niggas ballin'
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| From distance like Kemba Walker
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| My chick flew in from New Orleans
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| Just spent a zip on my barber
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| Im ridin' regardless
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| Im fly as a saucer
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| I fired some niggas then hired my momma
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| I lie to your honor
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| Shit I’m lying your honor
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| Figured out how to bring all them figures an look now on the FaceTime with
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| Timbaland
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| Yeah, miss me with all that noise
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| That bullshit no I ain’t for it you know
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| It’s calm, it’s calm, we good, it’s calm
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| I came in with my boys, left with your bitch, oh boy
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| Its calm, its calm, we good its calm
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| Yeah we good, ain’t no pressure, same old effort
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| We fly nigga change yo feather, ain’t gon' let up, the game so extra,
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| but they know better
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| Brand new whips, brand new seats, suede or leather
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| Aye young fella, play young fella, it’s yo day young fella
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| We under the same umbrella, It ain’t gonna rain forever
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| They gon' know my name forever
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| We can’t stay the same forever
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| Stay rich with my gang forever
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| Some of us gon' be lame forever
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| Aye… These niggas be hatin', I be boolin'
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| Aye… Hop in the plane like a Uber
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| Aye… I play the game while you losin'
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| Yacht on the way and we cruisin'
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| Yacht on the way and we bruisin'
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| Yeah, miss me with all that noise
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| That bullshit no I ain’t for it you know
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| It’s calm, it’s calm, we good, it’s calm
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| I came in with my boys, left with your bitch, oh boy
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| Its calm, its calm, we good its calm
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| Stunna Music (Music)
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| High Life… |