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[Verse Annotate1] |
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Middle fingers raising, here's to changing |
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*******s real on occasion drag your name through the dirt |
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And send you arrangements |
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I'm in awe cause they *******t is store drugs |
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And it's one hundred pills a cycle, maniac off four plugs |
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What don't kill you going to make you strong |
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No more taking back, no more slugs |
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******* will watch you grow up from diapers |
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This *******t ain't all love |
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Still ain't a limit on clubs |
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Uglier days ahead, second coming of greatness |
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Dead - this *******t feel like the first time |
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The flow that painted the ba*******t red |
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Got these ******* banging like they active |
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Rules mingling backwards |
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Silk sheets, marriage, hanging over the mattress |
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I've been jumping borders, kicking this game |
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Shoebox stacked to ceilings |
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Bunch of quarters, pissing champagne |
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Blu popped a half million |
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*******s talkin' *******t with no name |
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Choose not to pass the feeling |
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Easy I should clash with y'all |
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My freestyles make ya album small |
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Switch up every ******* day |
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New *******t'll be out tomorrow |
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You should've new better |
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Exclusive ******* out for all |
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[Hook] |
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Living for the moment, don't get caught up in the light |
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******* they hype, wrong or right cause there ain't no chance tonight |
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Don't mind me, I'm on my flight |
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Thirty thousand up with the gold still on my sight |
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*******s rather you buried, you know the type |
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Got to hope no better |
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******* all you *******s, and it's M.O.B forever |
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Ever have a hard time and you relate? |
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Dollar signs calling my mind until I'm straight |
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[Verse 2] |
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The point of no returning in rap, I'm close to that |
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A box of ammo in a dark room |
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Waiting, been holding back, woods burning |
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I curve the best of them |
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Right after the sex with them, they call |
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Mail a message when I'm entering the section |
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Next to me and no one, won't remove the iconic author |
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Dial like cable before they drop quick, groupies for body armor |
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Tour the world like Rihanna, leather pea coat |
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Trying to get into anything that's designer |
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If it's the east coast 'bama |
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I had a vision of precision, my decision is to be |
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More than they wrote me out, the phonies out to humiliate thee |
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Most underrated ever, hella *******t free |
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There ain't a hater breathing never diss me |
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It won't matter, all through November |
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Get green style by window |
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My ambulance for instrumental |
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My darkest intro, could it all be so simple? |
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Single me out at the party |
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No confidence, two times defeat |
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I'm like Ghandi, love all the hate |
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I get to see you won't scar me |
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[Hook] |
