| Mr. Coogler are you present?
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| Are you still in our presence?
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| Zoned out the whole election
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| You don’t know the answer to these questions
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| Oh I get it you’re a rapper now
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| You ain’t gotta come to class now
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| You can finish up but you don’t really give a fuck
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| Got some ends now you tryna make em meetup
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| Got some ends now you tryna make em meetup
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| Dropped out of college with dreams bigger than texas
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| Praying to god I’m not disappointing my parents
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| Wanna cop em a crib soon as I’m on
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| Feel the reaper lurkin' let me finish this song
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| Can hear the whole world singing this
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| Glory’s at my fingertips
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| Wait, focus where’s my Ritalin?
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| On my stripes like a
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| Dodgin' these hoes
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| Keep my grass cut, fuck these snakes stacking
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| Stop gone, whole noggin exposed
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| Eggnog and Hennessy when I chill with yo girl
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| Vinyls bin why don’t you give em a spin
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| And we can spark a J while I tighten the mix
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| Don’t trip tryna have it all
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| Platinum plaques paintings on the wall
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| Secretaries picking up important calls
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| Interviews and dinner parties with my whole squad |
| Came a long way from having lunch in the yard
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| Mr. Coogler are you present?
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| Are you still in our presence?
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| Zoned out the whole election
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| You don’t know the answer to these questions
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| Oh I get it you’re a rapper now
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| You ain’t gotta come to class now
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| You can finish up but you don’t really give a fuck
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| Got some mans now you tryna make em meetup
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| Got some mans now you tryna make em meetup
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| Tried to make it last key suede with the dough
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| Once the new shit drop I need 50 for the show
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| Tried to buy a chain but got smart with the cheese
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| Copped some shit for my folks, handled all them school fees
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| What’s my occupation? |
| I’m a rapper now
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| Sociology gone have to wait this is the golden hour shining like the sun
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| Hella shade when I come around, got too turn’t
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| Trippin' I need to slow it down
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| Dreams bigger than mountains
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| Remember crying and shouting, couldn’t imagine the pain I put you through
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| I’m certain I’m crazy this shit is drivin' me nuts
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| I should be doing my work, brain lost in a wave
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| Crowd lifted as fuck, ain’t gotta say much |
| Glide out to the mic and get to it
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| It was a struggle but Dave was gone do it
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| No matter the obstacle run through it
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| Mr. Coogler are you present?
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| Are you still in our presence?
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| Zoned out the whole election
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| You don’t know the answer to these questions
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| Oh I get it you’re a rapper now
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| You ain’t gotta come to class now
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| You can finish up but you don’t really give a fuck
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| Got some ends now you tryna make em meetup
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| Got some ends now you tryna make em meetup
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| Part II: Ferrari
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| Get Ready
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| Call me Dave Blanco, nerdy nigga from the set
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| Rolling J with yo BM she hit in my DM’s
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| Hit her with the dick and made her sleepy like it’s PM
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| Catch me with a Black Queen, Asian, European
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| Witnessin' my goals I want solid gold everything
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| Left my old girl now I’m sliding into better things
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| Green stain top gone, activate the kill switch
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| I can see the phonies in my circle, gotta kill them
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| Hanging out the bucket with my motherfucking fist up
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| Forever real champagne in a red cup
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| In a better circle motherfucker cause I’m next up |
| Counting down the bills bitches riddled with the paper cuts
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| Yeah, I ain’t fucking around. |
| Fuck around, get me some motherfucking weed.
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| And say my motherfucking prayers nigga
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| AK, I’mma load it
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| Pushing the wheel like it foreign
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| Smoking on something imported, had to put you on notice
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| I can not wait till I cop this gold, I want a Ferrari from '84
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| Slick with the work man I’m good with that
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| You should not walk through my hood with that
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| Niggas out here really shoot with that
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| I cannot say I approve of that
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| Niggas do work for the dividends
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| Red dot on your head like an Indian
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| Bang, Uh
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| Ridin' through the rich, feelin' like a couple mil
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| Now my verses worth a brick (Worth a brick though)
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| Still fucking with the mix, still rollin' up fat
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| Still shopping with the rest though (With the rest though)
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| Ridin' through the rich, feelin' like a couple mil
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| Now my verses worth a brick (Worth a brick though)
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| Still fucking with the mix, still rollin' up fat
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| Still shopping with the rest like
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |