| Tricky got bars
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| Oh yeah, I got accent
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| Ain’t no shit changed
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| Bitch, I’m still flexing
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| Homies for life, we were so lit
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| Trashtalks behind ma back
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| Why u talk shit?
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| Prick
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| Do ma thang when u say not
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| (fuck it)
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| Better watch out, cuz
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| We got same block
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| Why u so mad?
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| Thought I was losing it?
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| Showing you the real players game
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| U are fool at it
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| Got all your hoes
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| They playing ma tracks
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| They gon' fuck with me not touching my stacks
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| Gotta be rich though to have what I have
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| Gotta be rich bro to have a lil sex
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| Bitch, trying to be with us, but you are late
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| Always be with hoes, on fleek, but that’s fake
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| Know you be snitching, stop calling me mate
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| Get lost, I don’t fuck with the fake
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| Bitch, trying to be with us, but you are late
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| Always be with hoes, on fleek, but that’s fake
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| Know you be snitching, stop calling me mate
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| Get lost, I don’t fuck with the fake
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| Uhh, trying be with us but you are late tho
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| Always be with hoes, on fleek, but that’s fake tho
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| Know you be snitching, stop calling me mate, bro
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| I don’t fuck with the fake, bro
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| Wanna be like me
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| Wanna be like mike
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| Never say never
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| But you never gon' rhyme tight
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| Yeah, u can trust me
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| I ain’t gon' scam
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| Facts to your face, rat
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| I ain’t your fam
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| Damn
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| Look at yourself
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| Wasted your homies with a hope of the wealth, now fuck it
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| Buying those Jay’s from the market with ur moms cash, now u have belt,
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| hell yeah now you feel
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| Fresh
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| Damn
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| Why u keep playing like this
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| Why do u need to be fake like that
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| Damn, why do u acting like miss
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| Why do u need to be playing like rat
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| Now you mog see me strutting down the mall
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| Track out, mack out
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| Dunkin on y’all
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| Gettin buck wild when I’m saying hello
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| Heard your last tape, it’s a lame, just letting you know
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| Bitch, trying to be with us, but you are late
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| Always be with hoes, on fleek, but that’s fake
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| Know you be snitching, stop calling me mate
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| Get lost, I don’t fuck with the fake
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| Uhh, trying to be with us but you are late tho
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| Always be with hoes, on fleek, but that’s fake tho
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| Know you be snitching, stop calling me mate, bro
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| I don’t fuck with the fake, bro |