| I’m stuffing chavo in my pantalones
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| Mami nervous, 'fore I leave, she holler, «Bendiciones»
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| This just made my rate double like the fucking chorus (woah)
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| Hard to ignore this, dog, my aura never looking porous
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| I said a prayer for every smoker twitching
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| 'Cause what good is faith when there’s no intention? |
| (Woah)
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| I turned my dirty kitchen into pole position
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| Brother betrayed me, I guess we going fishing (I guess)
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| Condescending Fed reaching, look like John Turturro
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| And I still counted sheep like the census bureau
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| Demonic stallions with the fatty said I oughta wife it
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| Instead it’s Ubers, Lyfts and taxis when I get the vice grip
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| Where the fuck was you when everything was looking frightening? |
| (Huh?)
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| I only had a bottom bitch who’d never burned the rices
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| Now my ambition is indifference to any prices
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| While maintaining recognition that my time is priceless (oh my)
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| Made my soul comfy, found a new balance
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| Rather let karma kill you, I don’t do malice (nah)
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| Focused on the paper, put a pencil to it
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| Wallet getting chubby like Botero drew it (woah)
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| Mastering my craft, help me stack the cheese
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| So I stay away from rats who fold like the back of knees (woah)
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| You just make sure that the package clean
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| Or meet a couple knuckleheads who all pack Febreze (woah)
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| Ayo, the black Jesus speaking, turned one brick to two
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| Fiends tweaking, high tops from a Yeezy Season
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| Please believe I’m on a Yves St. diet
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| Bagging raw, what’s the science? |
| Three of them just died
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| If they want it, let 'em buy it, up at Barney’s, caused a riot
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| Jewelry on me, bullets flying, got my niggas in confinement
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| Took a oath for all the silence, few wrinkles, get the iron
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| Know his mama house, let’s fry it, should be bitching for the Bisons (grr)
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| Grisel patches on the New Era
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| Sporting new Vera up in MOMA, drive-bys, money blue Carreras
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| You can never sink my ship
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| Rhymes fish, my white bitch like to sniff off my dick
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| Made a wish, free Sly, free Ike
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| Free Irie, free Black, free Mike, free Cs
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| I barely sleep at night (Free my niggas)
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| I keep it on me every day even when I pray yay (boom boom boom boom boom boom) |