Tom: C# minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
been this way
Since them niggas loaded up
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them shotgun shells
And shot my older cousin
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Nessa all in his face
Fuck niggas talkin', my teachers
called me a disgrace
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Had to pull up on 'em
last weekend in the big Wraith
I sold work on sick days and ripped Jays
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I spent days tryna duck
the ricochets
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'Cause we was tryna figure which clique
played with the shooter
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Nowadays y'all boys just tryna
figure who click play
I made bitches and made niggas,
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y'all boys just bitch made niggas
I flip it like a switch, swiss- blade, nigga
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Fuck around with me,
come run the town with me
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I do it for my dogs and niggas
that's down with me
He spent around 50 tryna look like us,
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tryna flex with some bottles
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But let's address it proper
I mean, I find it funny they give me the same
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bundle without spendin' money
They just give it to me, 'cause
I'm poppin'
More honesty and less lies
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Skirted the McLaren off the lot,
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shit, I bought it as a test drive
I took the jet for the fuckin' 110th time
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Hoping that I don't go out like
Aaliyah or a Left Eye
Shit, I'm the greatest,
I'm the people's favorite
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Thanks to God's graces,
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I'll be number one in all these peoples' faces
So amazing how I made it from the mazes
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and the phrases change faces
But I'm back to being basic
How many years am I gon' spend being
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famous? Acting like I'm normal
Like I don't realise I made it, like
I don't realise I'm famous
Like I don't realise everytime
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I walk around the city
They look at me like the greatest
All- time hated nigga,
put me in your playlist
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Trunk on the front of McLaren's that need
So when I back, back,
I'm frontin' on fuck niggas
That told me I'll never made it,
in my Audemar Piguet wrist
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I hop the plane in sweats
and the bathing ape kicks
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50 pointer bracelets,
man's best fragrance
these foul niggas is still flagrant
I ain't got no business talkin'
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just to build statement
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See the life from a faraway
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I still feel close on the nights
when I'm far away
workin' at nights to a hard day
Tryin' to avoid nights in the
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hallway selling hard ye
Back when you was hip- hoppin'
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and watchin' Kanye
I was coach hoppin' and sleepin'
Made bands out of any floor,
at your mom's place
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Tryna duck the crime rate,
where the fuck was my mindstate?
I cry real tears thinkin'
'bout my mom face
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If she was here, I'm thinkin',
what would my mom say?
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She'd say, I'm well accomplished,
she'd say I really did it
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She said don't let her settle
for no penny pincher
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I, will not lose, no, I refuse niggas
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I, 2 plus 2 niggas, I school niggas
She wanna get high,
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fuck with a cool nigga
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48 floors, check out my view nigga
Uh, I already know the outcome
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I may have fucked it up with Nicki
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right before this album
My ex on me like Malcolm,
she know we can't be together
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But still be asking me how come?
I know the shit crazy
My life upgraded and I ain't going
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Closest thing to going backwards
is me rollin' Backwoods
Looking at you niggas like
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there's no more factors
Until the story over like
there's no more chapters
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