| Uh, I’ma let these niggas hate on me
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| So what? |
| Fuck those who don’t stay with me
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| (Okay, yeah, yeah)
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| Census what you cooking
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| Ayy
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| Uh, she want this to work out (Work, work)
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| Damn, I just wanna see her with skirt down, yeah, yeah (Skirt down)
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| She said put down walls, you gotta burn 'em down
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| I never trust a soul, I gotta hit 'em where it hurts now (Yeah nigga,
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| where it hurts)
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| Yeah, ayy, he want this to work out (Work out, work, work)
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| How many niggas tryna get me for a verse now? |
| Yeah, yeah
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| You was supposed to be the one that burst out
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| Now I got all these niggas mad
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| They see me, I’m in first now, yeah
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| Uh, you be tryna flex for niggas, you ain’t really got that
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| You be on the 'gram, you let bitches in your pockets
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| I been standing ground since a nigga got them ten toes
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| I won’t buy her shit and she won’t leave 'cause I got ten hoes
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| I been out here moving, taking flights around the country
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| And my pop worried 'bout me 'cause these niggas acting funny
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| These niggas act like they ain’t seen success, ain’t seen no money (They see no
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| cash)
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| These niggas act like they gon' be the one to take it from me (So)
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| So in my head it’s just me and them
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| Leaving shit to pick up, it’s all on me
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| I’d rather have it all my shoulders than you taking over
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| I don’t know what’s going on (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
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| Ayy, she want this to work out (Work out, work, work)
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| Damn, I just wanna see her with skirt down, yeah, yeah
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| She said put down walls you gotta burn 'em down
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| I never trust a soul, I gotta hit 'em where it hurts now
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| Yeah, ayy, he want this to work out (Work out)
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| How many niggas tryna get me for a verse now? |
| Yeah, yeah
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| You was supposed to be the one that burst out
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| Now I got all these niggas mad
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| They see me, I’m in first now, yeah
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| Uh, It’s all for the show
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| It’s all so you can feel me
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| It’s all for the dough
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| It’s all for the family
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| It’s all moving slow
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| I’m breaking down in the studio
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| Lock all the doors
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| Just lock out
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| Just lock out my woes
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| This person I’m seeing
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| He can’t take no more
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| The saga’s repeating
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| It’s close to a close
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| The heartless are breathin'
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| I know how this goes so
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| So in my head it’s just me and them
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| Leaving shit to pick up, it’s all on me
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| I’d rather have it all my shoulders than you taking over
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| You don’t know what’s going on |