| All the fam keep tellin' me
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| To respect, better pay my dues
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| Sayin' who needs enemies
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| When a man got a mate like you?
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| I’ma use my energy
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| To escape, I’ma make my moves
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| Lace my shoes, snakes try to walk this path
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| But we ain’t got the same size boots
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| I can see man’s jealousy
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| Still I know that they rate my tunes
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| Sayin' who needs enemies
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| When a man got a mate like you?
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| I’ma use my energy
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| To escape, I’ma make my moves
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| Lace my shoes, snakes try to walk this path
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| But we ain’t got the same size boots
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| Find me creepin' in the streets in a fresh pair
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| Tryna blow a breeze on the scene like I’m fresh air
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| They gimme praise to my face, «You're the best here»
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| But when I jet from the place get a death stare, shit’s weird
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| This year coppin' bare trouble when I step
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| Man are vexed ‘cause I got an air bubble in my crepes
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| You wouldn’t wanna bet ‘gainst a motherfuckin vet
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| I could run up on your set, dog, dun it till it’s dead blood
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| Burn 'em like a piff, ain’t a motherfuckin' thing
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| If you following a trend get to jumping off a cliff
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| You are not on my lev', you rock a size ten
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| Put your feet in my kicks, it ain’t ever gonna fit
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| You ain’t never gonna win, generic as a bish
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| Man, I’m wicked with the pen on that limited edish
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| We fresh out the box, mash up the mosh
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| While you and your whole clique left pissin' in the wind
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| All the fam keep tellin' me
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| To respect, better pay my dues
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| Sayin' who needs enemies
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| When a man got a mate like you?
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| I’ma use my energy
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| To escape, I’ma make my moves
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| Lace my shoes, snakes try to walk this path
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| But we ain’t got the same size boots
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| I can see man’s jealousy
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| Still I know that they rate my tunes
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| Sayin' who needs enemies
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| When a man got a mate like you?
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| I’ma use my energy
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| To escape, I’ma make my moves
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| Lace my shoes, snakes try to walk this path
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| But we ain’t got the same size boots
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| Let me talk about jealously, let me talk about jealously
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| I only ever supported you
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| You were a friend to me, you were important
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| Remember you said to me
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| Never dwell on your enemies
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| This is when it gets awkward 'cause you were
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| My mentor essentially, someone I trusted
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| You fucked it, you’re dead to me, end of discussion
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| Uh, pasty motherfucker named Tuk, pay up
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| Motherfucker, I’m ill since day one, jack pot
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| I will run game, sucker, make money
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| Say something, baby, you can bank on it, jack pot
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| When I shake on it I’ma put faith in it
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| Fake frontin' get shamed quicker than crack pot
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| Haters gonna hate but it won’t change nothing
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| Lame puppets cop the shade from my backdrop
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| All the fam keep tellin' me
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| To respect, better pay my dues
|
| Sayin' who needs enemies
|
| When a man got a mate like you?
|
| I’ma use my energy
|
| To escape, I’ma make my moves
|
| Lace my shoes, snakes try to walk this path
|
| But we ain’t got the same size boots
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| I can see man’s jealousy
|
| Still I know that they rate my tunes
|
| Sayin' who needs enemies
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| When a man got a mate like you?
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| I’ma use my energy
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| To escape, I’ma make my moves
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| Lace my shoes, snakes try to walk this path
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| But we ain’t got the same size boots |