| I want it all, brand new socks and draws
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| And a bitch so bad you don’t see all the flaws
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| A two door that go vrmm every time you hit the pedal
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| You want the same? |
| Just don’t never settle
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| I want it all, champagne like Niagra Falls
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| And a big boy grill, portraits of Pac on the walls
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| A two door that go vrmm every time you hit the pedal
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| Got two words for ya, never settle
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| I’ma leave the bars to Kendrick and Cole I speak that real life
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| I-75 with them O’s know what that feel like
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| So how could you compare me to niggas? |
| You can’t be serious
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| Ain’t the type to ask all the questions, you got me curious
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| Bout the only nigga in it this solid, bitch I’m a kilo
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| They like «who that you got there with you Young?» |
| Oh that’s just my ego
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| Back to the business at hand, I need a four way
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| And I don’t give a fuck where it’s at, I go to Norway
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| Tryna be the first to the spot just like Colombus
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| The residue done clogged up the sink, they called the plumbers
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| Let down the window, tossed out the phone, I heard static
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| It’s time to get all them dirty clothes up out the attic
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| The more you niggas doubt the more ambitious I get
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| I’m going out like Tony, I’m busting, talking my shit
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| You can line my haters up, everyone of them motherfuckers
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| When I open up my eyes, I see none of them motherfuckers
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| I want it all, brand new socks and draws
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| And a bitch so bad you don’t see all the flaws
|
| A two door that go vrmm every time you hit the pedal
|
| You want the same? |
| Just don’t never settle
|
| I want it all, champagne like Niagra Falls
|
| And a big boy grill, portraits of Pac on the walls
|
| A two door that go vrmm every time you hit the pedal
|
| Got two words for ya, never settle
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| How you gon' stop some shit that’s unstoppable?
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| Why you speaking logic to some niggas that ain’t logical?
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| They know a room full of hatin' ass niggas ain’t an obstacle
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| I see you got them VVS around you neck, look like a popsicle
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| I put on for my city before I even wrote the song
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| If I’m ever out the house with you, you know the rope was on
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| Picture worth 1000 words don’t need to take it out the frame
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| But the nigga right beside you tryna take you out the game
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| Like oh, see me (?) with bosses and bad bitches
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| And I don’t fuck with industry niggas, they ass kissers
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| I had a million niggas that told me I wouldn’t make it
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| Then I sold a million records, the talent you can’t fake it
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| Look, one time for that nine ho, two times for your grind though
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| They wanna see you lights dimmed, make sure that you shine though
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| That’s why I sit back and just roll up the weed
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| Let’s talk the bullshit that’s just what a nigga need
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| I want it all, brand new socks and draws
|
| And a bitch so bad you don’t see all the flaws
|
| A two door that go vrmm every time you hit the pedal
|
| You want the same? |
| Just don’t never settle
|
| I want it all, champagne like Niagra Falls
|
| And a big boy grill, portraits of Pac on the walls
|
| A two door that go vrmm every time you hit the pedal
|
| Got two words for ya, never settle
|
| I want it all, brand new socks and draws
|
| And a bitch so bad you don’t see all the flaws
|
| A two door that go vrmm every time you hit the pedal
|
| You want the same? |
| Just don’t never settle
|
| I want it all, champagne like Niagra Falls
|
| And a big boy grill, portraits of Pac on the walls
|
| A two door that go vrmm every time you hit the pedal
|
| Got two words for ya, never settle |