| You know everything is in black and white
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| Like me for example, black dad, white mom
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| You know when TV first started it was in black and white
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| See the thing about me and Cannon
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| We love to do things first
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| So the first band to put out a mixtape
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| It would come from us
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| I can’t be ridin' with a sucka nigga, nah uh-uh, no sir, can’t do it
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| Can’t see yourself, blunt bros no time sir, no sir, can’t do it
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| Niggas in the game, all these niggas on the sidelines
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| Lookin' mad as hell bitch John Gru
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| Take my Nikes off on my feet
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| Still wanna come and rap, let’s do it
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| Young nigga what your life like?
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| All my niggas ballin' round here
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| Reppin' players like a highlight
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| All my bitches out here lookin' like fine wine
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| All your bitches out here lookin' like fright night, yikes
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| 20 thousand dollars on a Rollie, no ice
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| Know you can’t afford it if you ask bout the price
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| See I been gettin' paid like all my damn life
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| But it ain’t bout no money, you just don’t live right
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| Change all the talking
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| Change all the talk
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| Fuckin' with one true
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| I could change all your minds
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| I change in the day
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| I change in the night
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| I paint it all black and I paint it all white
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| Margiela to offset her
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| My money under this jacket
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| Versace boots for my sets
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| Can’t dap me, I’m too dapper, damn
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| I mean I’m fleeker than the scamers on the damn ground
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| Vintage trans, strange X-men, last stand
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| And your last man shoppin' out my trash can
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| Recycle bin has been, damn how ya life been
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| Tell us how the lights been
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| Tell us how your night ends
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| Shit I don’t fuck the groupie hoes or their hype friends
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| Benjamins take 'em in, call it a night’s end
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| Smiling the whole damn time thinkin' nice win
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| I remember nights when, friends was absent
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| Fueled by nothing but past shit now
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| It’s packs of 100s, these niggas they done done it
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| You guessed just how they did it
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| They dumb it just so they near it
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| They payin' cause we amazing
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| Put a in the Caymans
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| Now you don’t know if I’m playing, that’s a win right there
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| You tryna celebrate well that’s some head right there
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| I’m tryna meditate, you put the gas in the air
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| And we don’t give a fuck, throwin' money everywhere
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| Welcome to we add on the X’s damn
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| I met a stranger yesterday
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| She said it would all just go away
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| And when she put her hands on me
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| I met a stranger yesterday
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| She said it would all just go away
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| And when she put her hands on me
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| It was gone, it was gone
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| It was gone gone gone, gone gone gone
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| Won’t you go away, never comin' back
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| Won’t you go away, never comin' back
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| Stranger gone today
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| Oh god, I can’t believe I made this shit
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| This is for friends and family
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| This is for those that stand right by my side
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| Friends and family
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| This is the one they won’t forget |