| My voice hit the track like icing on the cake
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| You niggas wasting your time with yo lil mixtapes
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| Nothin befo', nothin' after me
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| Got the street so locked, and I got the key
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| Keep a swisher full of kush, so I’m high
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| Should have been in the GQ, the flow so fly
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| The word is mine that you niggas didn’t read the blimp
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| Like my swag call me young old scooter
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| God damn that young nigga rich
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| But the young nigga that’s so cool
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| Its like he on the temp service, dude kept that work
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| You with a thottie knew want it, boy kept the purp
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| Ask the bottoms run through six
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| What they say, do kept them bricks
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| Just ordered me a charger, cocaine white
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| White paint, white rims, called the snow mobile
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| What else can I say, I walk like money
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| Rich conversation, I talk like money
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| Seen the movie Blow, I’m George or cheesy
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| Between me and you, I still got em
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| Can’t get the streets up, man that shits in my vein
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| When In withdrawal mane I still talk 'caine |