| There’s some people coming with me and I know who they are
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| And some that ain’t gon' make it and I know who they are
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| And I know they ain’t gon' like it but it’s quite alright
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| I ain’t need no one my whole life, and I done alright
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| I can do bad by myself, these days you never can tell
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| Except the people who been with me and they know who they are
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| Yeah they know my true colors and they see what they are
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| When I pull up in that white on white, they ain’t gon' like it
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| And that green inside they hide it, cause that’s they true colors
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| When I pull up in that white on white, good God almighty
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| And that green inside my pocket, yeah, cause that’s my true colors
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| All I do is smoke weed and get paid
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| That jealousy I can see in they face
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| That green is all that I make, call it fate
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| Or call me perfect with timing
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| Call me crazy, don’t call my phone
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| Call me covered with diamonds
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| Call me boss man, young Khalifa man
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| I was on the ground when y’all wasn’t sticking to the plan
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| Learn the game just like the back of my hand
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| Back in demand, back with them bands
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| She on her back, back of the Benz (God damn)
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| When I pull up in that white on white, they ain’t gon' like it
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| And that green inside they hide it, cause that’s they true colors
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| When I pull up in that white on white, good God almighty
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| And that green inside my pocket, yeah, cause that’s my true colors
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| Cause that’s my true colors
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| Cause that’s my true colors
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| When I pull up in that white on white, they ain’t gon' like it
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| And that green inside my pocket, yeah, cause that’s my true colors
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| I said, «Baby we made it», even though niggas hated
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| Did everything I stated, I am so innovative
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| All my girls getting faded and all my whips candy painted
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| Call me Nicki M. Ali, these bitches know I’m the greatest
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| Cause I pull up in the white, pull up with the black
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| Pull up in the back, pull up with some niggas that be yellin' braaaat
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| Have the hella best fans, hella wet sands, hella jet plans
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| Married to the game they don’t need a best man
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| They know I’m a mogul for real, I branded a color
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| Pink is the color, can’t wait to unveil the Pinkprint cover
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| When I pull up in that white on white, they ain’t gon' like it
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| And that green inside they hide it, cause that’s they true colors
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| When I pull up in that white on white, good God almighty
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| And that green inside my pocket, yeah, cause that’s my true colors
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| Cause that’s my true colors
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| Cause that’s my true colors
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| When I pull up in that white on white, they ain’t gon' like it
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| And that green inside my pocket, yeah, cause that’s my true colors
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| Always been, always was
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| The one who win, ain’t tryna take a loss
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| Counting faces, spending faces
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| Being faceless, look at they faces, oh
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| Real that’s my true colors
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| Rich that’s my true colors
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| If you a real nigga, let’s get it, let’s get it
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| If you a rich nigga, let’s get it, let’s get it
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| When I pull up in that white on white, they ain’t gon' like it
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| And that green inside they hide it, cause that’s they true colors
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| When I pull up in that white on white, good God almighty
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| And that green inside my pocket, yeah, cause that’s my true colors
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| Cause that’s my true colors
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| Cause that’s my true colors
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| When I pull up in that white on white, they ain’t gon' like it
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| And that green inside my pocket, yeah, cause that’s my true colors |