| Yeah
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| Yeah
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| Nave Monjo ooh
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| Creep, creep, creep
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| Did it all on purpose
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| Step into your building to make you nervous
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| Better cuff your bitch cause she lurking
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| Spilling all these drinks that I purchased
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| Hey, something real strange
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| When I look around I see real things
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| If you make it out your feelings
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| Cause this is how I’m feeling
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| This is how I’m feeling (yeah)
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| This is how I’m feeling
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| This is how I’m feeling
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| This is how I’m feeling
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| This is how I’m feeling
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| That Bou Lou gonna give me a billion
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| Inshallah run it back Lord willing
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| I’m gonna be off on an island chilling
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| I came a long way from dope dealing
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| And I still run with the 5−6 villain
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| We live life like it ain’t no ceilings
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| Never been a limit tecca nina be killing, ah!
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| I feel like break-dancing
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| 'Cause I got every bitch in the place straight glancing
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| While they next to they lover looking at me hate stancing
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| But I’m always with niggas just like a fake clansman
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| How I’m feeling is people keep using identical syllables
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| Switch it up a little bit I’m feeling
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| That often this pattern is the only one feelable
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| To the masses perhaps to the people not needin variety
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| Since the umbilical, don’t hate the mirror so
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| I’m just a rapper that happens to kill a bro
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| When I be clapping to kill it all so (pillable?)
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| Ah
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| Did it all on purpose
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| Step into your building to make you nervous
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| Better cuff your bitch cause she lurking
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| Spilling all these drinks I purchase
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| Hey something real strange
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| When I look around I see real things
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| If you make it out your feelings
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| Cause this is how I’m feeling
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| This is how I’m feeling (yeah)
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| This is how I’m feeling
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| This is how I’m feeling
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| This is how I’m feeling
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| Snow ayyo be the one all these bitches be talking about (yeah yeah)
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| First they be throwing them shots
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| And then they wanna talk it out (yeah yeah)
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| Hold on bitch lemme find out you ain’t know facts (yeah yeah)
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| And I’m still this cold with the bars tryna get me to backtrack
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| 'Cause you know I still rap
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| But i get that bag and then I go sing
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| And then I come right back and i let that stack
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| And the bell go ding and a bitch get slapped
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| And I know its gon sting when you hoes hear that
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| It ain’t mumble rap if you hear me clearly
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| I rap better than you boys and you gettin weary
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| Cause I hit a little melody and I know you hear me
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| With your dumbass really smart people feel me
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| Cause I been naughty killin that rap
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| It’s just that I been lookin up to Kaliko
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| Most of you bitches that been rappin fast
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| Garbage as fuck, I’m a whole different animal
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| Lately these bitches be jocking me
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| Hard hear it all in they song so I shook em again
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| So when they ask if im still going off
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| Yes bitch I’m a monster don’t ever forget, hoe
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| Ah
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| Did it all on purpose
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| Step into your building to make you nervous
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| Better cuff your bitch cause she lurking
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| Spilling all these drinks I purchase
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| Hey something real strange
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| When I look around I see real things
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| If you make it out your feelings
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| Cause this is how I’m feeling
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| This is how I’m feeling (yeah)
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| This is how I’m feeling
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| This is how I’m feeling
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| This is how I’m feeling
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| This is how I’m feeling (yeah)
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| This is how I’m feeling
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| This is how I’m feeling
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| This is how I’m feeling |