| As I dance with the rhythm let my nigger ready
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| Ray Ban’s bells to hard to let him
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| Precious time slip away bitches let him
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| Slowly try to slip away a different way
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| Closet like a… these niggers petty
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| They do anything to say they already knew
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| I could tell you how to move you go
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| Brought it in everybody slits a part
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| So remark cigars on my father
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| …hit me on the run
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| Right diamonds and the thorns
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| Now it’s high school flexing and I’m seeing pictures
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| Flash forward passports now it’s liquor
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| Nigger I can’t admit it when I’m wrong but
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| Even when I’m right ain’t no motherfucking thing I
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| Y’all can never tell me
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| I smell like the beamer
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| Living out my dreams you can tell I’m a dreamer
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| Drugs everywhere…
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| Close enough to separate us when they come between us
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| We can never fight
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| Between what is right and what is wrong
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| No no, no no
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| No no
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| Smoke you can dream get high to your mind
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| No no, no no
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| No no
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| They got a stake and I could rule it all
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| Can beat it all
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| Call some bike to make it ride your life again
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| Don’t matter run it all after this aderoll
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| Wallpapers alcohol and no chasers
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| I’m free falling, I’m falling so high
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| Good women I show them all
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| Who deserve better
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| I find pleasure in the depression
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| Turkish leather… bout a sweater
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| Sea foam call it green…
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| Like the W, W AD the boys
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| My soul a small foam
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| I smile and crack jokes
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| Laugh to keep from crying
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| Lying, buying sneakers, give away to lord keeper
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| Blinded by the halogen lights…
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| Whole designer where the vortex is verted to go
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| Niggers very average
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| I’m elaborate, lavishing the ravage
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| We can never fight
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| Between what is right and what is wrong
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| No no, no no
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| No no
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| Smoke you can dream get high to your mind
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| No no, no no
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| No no |