| Yo, fresh off the bottom of the block
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| Still on my grizzly cause the grind never stop
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| Still getting busy till the day I make it pop
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| Niggas got it locked but when I get it cracking it’s gon' be that Ready Roc
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| Watch, listen and learn
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| Nigga been patient, been waiting for my turn
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| Nigga been fire try touching and get burned
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| That’s a general warning to whom it my concern
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| Music has returned to the roots and the essence
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| Went from the star student to the dude teaching lessons
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| Me and Skyzoo in the groove it’s a blessing
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| Backed by Snowgoons, nigga who wanna 'eff with?
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| Lose off the effort, yeah and check the method
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| When I put bars to beats, that’s some next shit
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| Rest of y’all retreat, go 'head hit the exit
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| Lyrics was remiss but I’m here to prove it won’t go wrong like this
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| Motherfucker
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| «I can’t go on like this»
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| So I put the pen to the paper
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| Push the joint properly and make sure it’s major and look what I made ya
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| My ink pen is still the same so if you feel a change
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| It’s prolly because you listening how the difference range
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| It’s either that or I’m signaling in a bigger lane
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| I say it’s both, so getting it is a bigger claim
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| You get it, most don’t but I don’t feel that way
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| And if I do it’s with a crown and a singer’s range
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| The cut quota, grew up with cut throaters
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| Smelled it in a hall whenever they cut soda
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| Whoever set the bar that was left to jump over
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| I did that
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| But who would’ve knew you could jump lower
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| Now they paparazzi the flow and I don’t fault 'em
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| If I was you then I would too so when I talk I might often
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| Try to go easy
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| They want me to repeat, I want to leave 'em alone but they need me
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| No dumbing down so in order to come around
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| You need a listeners approach to see what I’m pumping out
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| You get it? |