| I bust nuts, it’s never been no easy come up
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| If you want an easy come up
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| Try to get your money right (yeah, yeah)
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| I bust nuts, these suckers want an easy come up
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| Suckers want an easy come up
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| I tell 'em stuff the hype
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| When all that you wish for
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| Is found, in a never ending weekend
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| Well we don’t need to pretend
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| Monday’s tryna creep in
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| See I’ve got that slippery little sucker all up on my mind
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| Everytime I sleep in
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| Some say to dream big
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| Some say I’m dreaming
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| Makes me wonder what it really means to really be a real thing
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| Some say dumb shit
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| I’m done with believing like
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| Leave the fun and games for another day gee-wiz
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| Genius, jumps change — keep it
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| I’d rather sunbake like Sunday’s in season
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| Get up off my back, let me spread my wing
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| Get angelic on the track, we confess each sin
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| But, you can pray to God, to try to save the righteous
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| You can blame the market
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| You can shame the saints
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| You can seek the guidance for a prehistoric mindset
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| Asskick, what that has to do with fish
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| And then the big crisis
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| I don’t know much about much but
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| I do know that I’m cool with that
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| (Now here we go x6)
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| Sometimes I forget my words
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| I freestyle, superman
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| (Now here we go x6)
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| And where people wanna talk about such and such, such is life
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| I ain’t new to that
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| (Now here we go x6)
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| I don’t know much about much but
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| I do know that I’m cool with that
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| I bust nuts, it’s never been no easy come up
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| If you want an easy come up
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| Try to get your money right (yeah, yeah)
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| I bust nuts, these suckers want an easy come up
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| Suckers want an easy come up
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| I tell 'em stuff the hype
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| One two, one two
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| Yo can I get a mic check?
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| I’m sightless, where’s the light switch? |
| I’m tryna find it
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| Stumble in the dark like a burglar in a balaclava
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| Finna sat these pineapples and these avacadas
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| Hallelujah, pray to Jah or Buddha
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| Whatever suits ya
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| Find me sitting in my stoop brah
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| In a soup bar, like we 'bout to put the single out
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| Peeping over skyscrapers in a single bound
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| A and Oz hanging 'round
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| Cos we round heaters
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| In my wife beater, screamin' yo
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| «I ain’t a fucking mind beater»
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| I don’t know what’s going
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| Reason why I wrote this song
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| For my loner, stoners who be feeling like they don’t belong
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| No, I don’t see nothing wrong
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| With a little bump and grind
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| Tryna make a dirty wine
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| Something for the summer
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| I’m lazy, stuff the double time, bust a rhyme
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| While I cut this steak with a butterknife
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| Fuck it brother such is life
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| I don’t know much about much but
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| I do know that I’m cool with that
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| (Now here we go x6)
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| Sometimes I forget my words
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| I freestyle, superman
|
| (Now here we go x6)
|
| And where people wanna talk about such and such, such is life
|
| I ain’t new to that
|
| (Now here we go x6)
|
| I don’t know much about much but
|
| I do know that I’m cool with that
|
| I bust nuts, it’s never been no easy come up
|
| If you want an easy come up
|
| Try to get your money right (yeah, yeah)
|
| I bust nuts, these suckers want an easy come up
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| Suckers want an easy come up
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| I tell 'em stuff the hype |