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Yeah, you know business as usu', you know |
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Whole lot of unofficial shit to do |
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I handle stress and shit blues to whoever's amused |
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And spit truth til it lit up the booth |
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I'm like the kid with the chipped tooth split with Bishop in Juice |
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Or like Don Juan Bishop how I'm flipping the truth |
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I pity them fools |
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Swooping through the city in jewels |
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Rented is use, in it for them Benjamins too |
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And so am I but why would I use it on fool's gold |
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When you know your true soul shines foolio |
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You didn't know |
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Nobody told you better |
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Nobody ever told you you could be somebody ever |
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Nobody ever said it would be easy but jeez |
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I dream the pipe |
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Scheming nightly on American cream |
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Still nobody believes |
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Tryna get a free piece of these |
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These dreams we sell to these fiends |
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And gel to these things |
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This bling bling |
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Sour cream on top of everything |
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You would never think that we needed sour cream |
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Like I don't know how I'm lean cause I love sour cream |
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Give me cheese |
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Give me green, bread is all we need |
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Head is all I need |
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We've bled for all of these |
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Things and I think I'm a in a dream boat, floating upstream |
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Merrily, smoking on mary green leaves |
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And maybe one day he will |
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Reign supreme and become a king |
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And one day maybe she will |
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Rise again and become a queen |
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Spark something up, top the hunger |
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Reflect when I was young and didn't have to spark nothing up |
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I wonder what it was that had me puffing blunts |
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Coughing my blood and guts up for a fucking buzz |
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Bugging out on the biz right when I got a buzz |
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Seeing God on green |
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They putting trust in bucks |
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Fuck the stress that comes with success |
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I was always depressed |
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The press was like fuck is up |
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I said nothing much, besides gas |
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She said yea, plus the sunshine, bask |
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Started fasting on life |
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Peeping subtle stuff |
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I gave a bum a buck |
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Watch the kids double dutch |
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Bus stop hops and train trips to Mama's |
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With books dropping knowledge on lies that once covered us |
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Like we ain't land on Plymouth Rock |
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God summoned us |
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Block smugglers rise up from under the blue skies |
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Sunshine, what a day to take a walk in the rain |
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Wash the thoughts on your brain dry |
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Get lost for a change |
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Was hitting up Co$$ for some Jane just to cope with my lame life |
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Putting rings on queens that I wouldn't wife |
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Pushing dreams on fiends with this wooden mic |
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And it seemed so extreme to be free |
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So I just adjusted to being me, truly |
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And maybe one day he will |
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Reign supreme and become a king |
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And one day maybe she will |
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Rise again and become a queen |
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On that new hype, talking like I grew like 7 inches |
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Yea, green vision |
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I make predictions on the state of spitting |
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Wack rappers will remain getting |
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A gang or riches |
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And lame bitches |
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I'm in the game lane switching |
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Already late bruh, got no time to hit the brakes or the switches |
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Blaze off J's in the swishers |
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Tobacco's for wack folk though |
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My Black hope used to whisper |
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Time was all up in my face, God listened |
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John bitching, my mom wishing |
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I stick with all the Christians |
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Sometimes I go to church and |
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Toss my sins up at the altar |
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We all fall victim to systems |
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Mine in this business |
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Figures in interviews |
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No time for interlude, shit screwed up |
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Can't even use a buck without feeling like a jerk |
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For what it's worth, I almost blew up but |
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I heard y'all, had to kick back, wipe my shirk off |
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Was on my dick so tough |
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I could've jerked off |
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The old heads said watch the cursing |
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Losing work cause I'm thinking 'bout my first job serving |
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God every murnin' (morning) |
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Mourning over urns With a burnt feeling thinking 'bout my friends as the Earth spins |
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As we worship warships |
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On a spiritual war-tip |
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Y'all listen, we all up in this |
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Four fitted joint with the forces |
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Don't forget y'all admission ticket |
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To get up in this |
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You gotta break through the laws of physics |
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Simple as arithmetics |
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Twist wisdom, & get lifted |
