| Ay, jeah
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| Ay Jeah, ay, ay, ay I told 'em straight drop this and ziplock that
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| Right on my waistline is where I kept that strap (yeeeeah)
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| I remember nights I didn’t remember nights (nights)
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| I damn near went crazy, had to get it right (that's right)
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| Now I’m ya favorite rapper’s favorite rapper (ay)
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| Now I’m ya favorite trapper’s favorite trapper (ha ha)
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| The absolute truth, yeah I’m no joke
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| Who me, I emerge from the crack smoked (yeah)
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| In the hearts of those who grind with O’s (O's)
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| They feel my pain, they at my shows (jeah)
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| That’s why I got this glass pot and this triple beam (what)
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| I tell 'em Money Talks like Charlie Sheen (ay)
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| These are more than words, this is more than rap
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| This is the streets and I am the trap
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| Standing ovation
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| Standing ovation
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| Once upon a time, I used to grind all night (grind all night)
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| With that residue, that was Ipod white (yeeeeeah)
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| I’m a boss, I got Juice like the magazine (jeah)
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| And everyday I see Feds like a magazine (ha ha)
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| Psychopatic wordplay, schizophrenic flow (flow)
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| I guess it’s safe to say I got schizophrenic dough (daaaaamn)
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| Fuck bad bitches, smoke big blunts (jeah)
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| Who am I to tell ya different? |
| Ya only live once (let's get it)
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| All I blow is cush, yeah that cali bud (bud)
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| Got cali love when I got that cali glove (ay)
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| My spanish bitch in L.A., yeah I owe her one (one)
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| Now them squares seventeen like Uncle Brady’s son (yeeeeeeeah)
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| These are more than words, this is more than rap
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| This is the streets and I am the trap
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| Standing ovation
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| Standing ovation
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| My brains pulse through my veins, man I can’t understand it Infatuation with the birds, I watch Animal Planet (ha ha)
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| My life’s a motion picture in Dolby Digital (ay)
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| Tree raiser and the scale it was digital
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| Calculate my every step, I’m a mathematician
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| Make them pigeons disappear, I’m a damn magician (yeeeeeah)
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| A .40 cal, rubberbands, and a shoebox (jeah)
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| Run through a hundred grand watching Matlock (ay)
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| Got it by the truckload, like the bread people (jeah)
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| I got a Sixth Sense, I stack dead people (that's right)
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| I’m talking Grants and Jacksons
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| Swear it took a whole hour just to count the Jacksons (ay)
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| These are more than words, this is more than rap
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| This is the streets and I am the trap
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| Standing ovation
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| Standing ovation |