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Yeah |
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And I'm feelin like [x2] |
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[Verse 1] |
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And I'm feelin like |
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What the heck is this, if you say you diss |
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Imma tell you this, you gon' shoot and miss, imma shoot and hit |
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Never blow a kiss, all I blow is chips |
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Takes you off the list, can't co excist, you ain't gon' be missed |
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Steady stacking chips, lookin' at the wrist, tryin' to see a gliss |
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You ain't making this, see you getting pissed. |
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New relationship, bad relationship, no relationship |
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Guess it's cool for you to say I got a gift. |
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If you ain't on a team, you ain't on a team. |
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We gon' be supreme, you can do your thing at the limousine |
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If you on a team, roll on with the dream- |
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Tryin' to get ring, you gon' get a ring, you gon' be a king |
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I aint 16, I ain't 17, tell me what you mean |
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I'm a grown man, I be getting green |
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Don't be sipping lean, tell me what you mean |
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Never moving slow, quickest to the dough, I be getting green |
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Hand thru the door, hand me some more, gamble it no! |
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Got a kid that im grabbin' it fo'! |
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Psych, I aint got a kid, if i ever did, then you know it's his |
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Have a hundred milli and for i go (?) |
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Asking me yo, after the show, whats your legacy |
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Did you really go platinum or gold |
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Answer them no, can't really show |
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None of that in heaven, so I never really answer them so |
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He got upset, he tryin' to get on the internet |
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Tryin to tell 'em I ain't jammin' no mo' |
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Can't dance on the floor, brag on the floor |
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Feelin' like my voice really givin romance to the floor |
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Sad for the dough, mad for the dough, bad for the dough |
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?? |
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Faster I go, crash for the dough, |
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Now I gotta go, cause I think a couple of fans coming bro.. |
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[Chorus] |
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I hate you, you hate me |
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You think I'm living for you, then you must be crazy |
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My middle finger up, |
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Middle finger up [x7] |
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Money don't make me... |
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I hate you, you hate me |
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Can't tell me how to live my life because you aint me |
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My middle finger up, |
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Middle finger up [x7] |
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Fo' those who hate me... |
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[Verse 2] |
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This song's for you, if you woke up this morning thinking about what you gonna do to hate on somebody |
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Who tryin' to build a dynasty, a legacy, I hope you see this when you look in the mirror-my |
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Middle finger up, middle finger up... |
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What you wanna do, you don't have a clue, you was never true |
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Meet me any place, you can get eraised, imma break your face, |
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Let 'em make a case, let a hater sue |
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Got a lil' problem with PCD, I never authorized this CD, |
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Holla at my lawyer that can't see me, see me in the Aston Martin |
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And I'm like beep beep!! |
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Boys back in school, they was tryin' to talk down |
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Platinum pot of gold, yeah thats what ya boy found, |
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Looking like a fool, tell me how they talk now |
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Running 'round the town, but I swear the boy clown |
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How you talk trash when it's you that I fed |
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Yeah I talk trash cause of you I ain't scared |
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Tell me that I changed, 'cause I grew ain't got bread |
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Sayin' that it's strange, that it's you thats not bled |
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Down on the ground, clown of the town |
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Say it to my face, you can find me, imma be around |
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Wanna play the game, step up to the mound |
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Wanna be a snake, Imma be a shark, Imma see you drown |
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[Chorus] |
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I hate you, you hate me |
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You think im living for you, then you must be crazy |
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My middle finger up, |
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Middle finger up [x7] |
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(Money dont make me) |
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I hate you, you hate me |
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Can't tell me how to live my life because you aint me |
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My middle finger up, |
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Middle finger up [x7] |
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For those who hate me... |
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Hello to my haters... |
