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This is me thinking at 4:43 |
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AM, June 6 |
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Sometimes |
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I wanna say **** rapping, |
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I need money now like should |
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I start trapping? |
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If what I write down don't connect this very moment, then |
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I'm on it, no question |
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In the streets my niggas is well connected, let's see |
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Do I cop a pound of kush, |
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Promethazine or push some |
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E? Oxycontin have laying on soft cotton when |
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I sleep? This is deep as the abyss, |
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I'm not just rhyming on the beat |
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I be in spots chopping the rocks like flintstone feet |
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This is me frustrated, battling my own evils |
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Finna saddle up that work, across |
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Ohio in a |
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Geo Or should |
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I sell my music .zip to buy your zip and hope one day it flourish to a kilo, track record of a hustler |
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Rather records on the needle, making music |
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Clocking fast bank like a shot from |
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Patrick Ewing |
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My nigga, what you doing on these corners with me? "I thought you had a show?" |
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Well I guess my nigga, |
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I didn't I'm tryna get this dough and easy money sounds tempting |
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Especially when your homies pushing |
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V8 hinges |
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Twenty-two on twenty-sixes, |
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Range Rovers rolling up |
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Three-fifty for an ounce of fire, |
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I hope I got enough |
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This industry calling my bluff, |
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I need a new solution |
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Curve-serving, know |
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I might be in your store boosting two-elevens with |
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MAC-11s like **** |
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Hip Hop Don't wanna be |
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Pun, don't wanna be |
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B.I.G., don't wanna be ' |
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Pac Just give me your funds, |
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A.K.A. everything that you got or everything getting shot, for nothing |
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Leave you in shock, coughing up blood and mumbling |
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Watch, the plans of a young man sponsor |
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Moving grams like relocating your mom's momma |
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Then expand to the |
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Hoover dam, water |
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Sherm, contraband, they yearn for the butt-naked |
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**** a verse, verses get let off in thirty minutes, six seconds |
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I disperse to the world of unruly, where |
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I put the mic down and pick up a sack and a toolie, if you knew me you'll know |
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I always had a passion for riddle when writing |
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But lately |
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I've been thinking bout taking chances to brighten my future financially, so please don't be mad at me |
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I gotta do what |
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I gotta do, no shit |
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So I tell my nigga front me, let me put it on the strip |
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Then give it back when |
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I think about the consequence, shit [BJ the Chicago Kid] |
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There are times, when you need someone |
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I will be by your side |
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Oh darling, cause there is a light that shines special for you, and me yeah |
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I-take-I-take-take my chances-chances-chances before they pass, they pass, they pass |
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Pass me by, oh darling |
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You've got to look at the other side [Kendrick Lamar] |
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R.O.T.C., or |
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Right On Time |
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Conscience |
