| Free man shit, we don’t need no cops 'round here
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| I got my dick in hand cos I know a lot of y’all niggas runnin scared
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| I got God on my side and I know the devil
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| Trying to take a nigga under, really makes me wonder
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| And I’m feeling like the 2nd coming
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| As I fucked the world for the first time and she love it
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| I think this life is the only one for me
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| I wouldn’t trade it for nothing, unless
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| She was 5'7″, pretty waist
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| Coke bottle, basket case
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| You know me, I like the danger
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| You know me, I like the danger
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| I’m on I-95
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| Double fist tequila while I drink and drive, yeah
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| 2016 I gotta get it now
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| Pray to God I’m still alive, put your lighters up
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| Let me take you where I was, Southside ain’t safe outside
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| Seen a nigga standing on 47th street
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| With a black Glock nine in the sky, put your bangers up
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| Yeah, twist your fingers up, fingers up
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| Niggas yelling «Gang!» |
| but niggas ain’t tailored up
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| Nah, inked up, I’m tatted up
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| Run up on the studio and Ratatat-tat it up (rrrrrtttt!)
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| I let all my niggas talk for they self
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| They like to jugg, man they like easy money
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| They like making that shit hard for they self
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| I just realized I don’t fuck with y’all
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| I just gotta stack my money tall
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| You know that feeling when you at the bank
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| Tryna quit cigarettes going through withdrawals
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| And you always knew you had what it takes
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| So you feeling like it’s time that you take it all
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| Lying through they teeth niggas too fake
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| That’s the reason really, really why I hate you all
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| That’s how I feel out here, shit is real out here
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| Young niggas really out here in the field out here, yeah
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| What’s the deal out here?
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| Trying to turn a couple hundreds to a mil' out here, yeah
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| And it’s still our year
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| Niggas say they catching up they still not here
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| I’m looking around like, «Where the fuck y’all at?»
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| If you scared better keep your punk ass in the back
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| I think this life is the only one for me
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| I wouldn’t trade it for nothing, unless
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| She was 5'7″, pretty waist
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| Coke bottle, basket case
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| You know me, I like the danger
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| You know me, I like the danger
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| I don’t like the way that niggas talking like they bulletproof
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| Until they gotta find out what a bullet do
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| Catch two in your Canada Goose
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| It’ll turn a nigga into Proof, ooh
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| Shout out to my niggas on 8 Mile
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| Shout out my niggas on Flatbush
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| Man shout out to my niggas up in K-Town
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| Gangbanging, rolling up the ops in the Backwoods
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| Yeah, don’t get turned into a pack kid
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| You know how to act kid, you know where we at yeah
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| You know what The Blueprint is
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| Ain’t really shit for me and Jay to lay a nigga flat yeah
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| And we build it from the ground man
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| I made the foundation like bitches with make-up
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| You’re flexing your Jacob, get cut like a shape up
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| The city so hot it might dry the whole lake up
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| I need a yacht I could ride like a race horse
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| I need a bitch that’s A1 like the steak sauce
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| Pussy so good I might save like my pesos
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| Bitch and my gang, I’m the chief like a Halo
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| I go hard in the paint like a DayGlo
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| I tell Steve Aoki he look like Towkio
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| I’m on my new Hov and Nas it’s a takeover
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| Young boy but I’m an OG like I’m Maco
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| I think this life is the only one for me
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| I wouldn’t trade it for nothing, unless
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| She was 5'7″, pretty waist
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| Coke bottle, basket case
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| You know me, I like the danger
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| You know me, I like the danger |