| You be anything you want
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| Just keep going, going, gone, gone, gone
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| It don’t stop here nigga
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| Back when I was young I had dreams of getting richer
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| Then my homie Breeze set me down schooled me to the picture
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| I was with some wild niggas put me on the game
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| Told me if you tryin' to make your move you gotta know your lane
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| Homie all you got’s your name and your word so never break it
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| For this life you pay a price you get a chance you gotta take it
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| 'Cause most niggas never make it they stranded where I’m from
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| Ain’t no conversation all they understand is get a gun
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| I was riding in my Bonneville hoping I could make it out
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| Selling Ps and smoking weed
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| Avoiding police right up the street
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| Way back in the day before I had all of this paper
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| 'Fore I had all of these diamonds
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| 'Fore I had all of these haters
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| Now I remember when I seen it and to me it was stuntin'
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| Now I remember when I bought it I ain’t needed or nothing
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| Always in a different state so now they label me a goner
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| I ain’t come up out of nowhere
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| I’m from straight up off the corner
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| Now everywhere we go they probably know my name 'cause I been there
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| Now everywhere we go they said how much I spend when I’m in there
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| And I’m throwing up my money for the ones who never made it
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| Sayin' fuck the ones who hated
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| Roll one up and celebrate
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| Now let’s get medicated
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| Man, let’s get medicated
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| Let’s get medicated
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| Man I’m hella faded
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| Man, let’s get medicated
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| Let’s get medicated
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| Let’s get medicated
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| Man I’m hella faded
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| I’m hella faded
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| Roll that weed up and smoke it
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| Take your bitch home and poke it
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| Juicy be gettin' so faded
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| Thank God I got a chauffeur
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| Only good Cali bud
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| Pulling hoes bad as fuck
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| Just like a youngin' my nigga
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| Juicy do all them drugs
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| Niggas smoking that babbage weed
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| I be on that light green
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| Pop Molly in the after hours
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| A member of no sleep team
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| Get a whole pound smoke it by myself
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| Or maybe after Olympics with my homie Michael Phelps
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| You known I’m fresh up off that corner
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| Twisting marijuana
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| They copy us, they clone us
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| Yeah we so fly we owners
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| Got 'em acting like they been before
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| But they ain’t never been at all
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| 8 balls I was in the hall
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| Ain’t have time to fuck with y’all
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| Champagne when we celebrate
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| Keen sense so I smell the hate
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| Middle finger we getting paid
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| It cost much but don’t press that eight
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| That dotted line it ain’t like that day
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| Comic book let me illustrate
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| Like power bang when they lift that cane
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| My cousin died wish I can get that day
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| Back like it’s a vertebrae
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| Bring that nigga on front street
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| Talk about and never be about it
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| They don’t wanna beef 'cause that’s lunch meat
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| So anything you need you know that’s on me
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| And that’s OG, I swear homie
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| Now let’s get medicated
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| Man, let’s get medicated
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| Let’s get medicated
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| Man I’m hella faded
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| Man, let’s get medicated
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| Let’s get medicated
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| Let’s get medicated
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| Man I’m hella faded
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| I’m hella faded
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| Riding down the street the way I’m grinding is unique
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| My city holding on to me so niggas holding on their heat
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| Throwing up their side, rolling up that leaf
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| All we do is get high, all we want is peace
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| Always on the grind that’s every day so police looking
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| I’m just rapping killing beats and tryna stay away from booking
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| Yeah my niggas dirty crooked I just had to make it on
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| And they hit the studio to show they happy to be home
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| Now I remember when I seen it and to me it was stuntin'
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| Now I remember when I bought it I ain’t need it or nothing
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| Always in a different state so now they label me a goner
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| I ain’t come up out of nowhere
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| I’m from straight up off the corner
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| Now everywhere we go they probably know my name 'cause I been there
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| Now everywhere we go they said how much I spend when I’m in there
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| And I’m throwing up my money for the ones who never made it
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| Saying fuck the ones who hate it
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| Roll one up and celebrate
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| Now let’s get medicated
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| Man, let’s get medicated
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| Let’s get medicated
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| Man I’m hella faded
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| Man, let’s get medicated
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| Let’s get medicated
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| Let’s get medicated
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| Man I’m hella faded
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| I’m hella faded |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Medicated , by - Wiz Khalifa. Song from the album O.N.I.F.C., in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп