Tom: G minor
Verse 1
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La de da de da de da
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Do I trust 'em? Probably not
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I think that y'all probably fry
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I think that my brain is fried
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La de da de da de da
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Do not turn my volume down
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Do not bring your friends around
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Only few, I'm holding down
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La de da de da de da
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Do I trust 'em? Probably not
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I think that y'all probably fry
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I think that my brain is fried
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La de da de da de da
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Do not turn my volume down
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Do not bring your friends around
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Only few, I'm holding down
Verse 2
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Hi, I live a wonderful life
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Should've died twice but
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to whom I decide?
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Life always better keep it two on the side
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Need no mu sic when my niggas arrive
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We be in Van Nuys, black man
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with some white guys
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Keep your hand out, waiting
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for the appropriate time
To ask a question like
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"Could you perform at my best
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friend's birthday party?"
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"With your friends,
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go crazy and just bring the shotty"
Bring the loud one with the
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blonde hair
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Makin' out with Zayn in a lawn chair
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They kicked me out but
I belong here
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Hear these songs nigga, see this long hair,
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see these videos
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Direct these hoes with no budgets though
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How the fuck did I land a fucking TV show?
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Met all my friends through
Kanye West and I ain't met him yet
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La de da de da de da
Verse 3
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Do I trust 'em? Probably not
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I think that y'all probably fry
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I think that my brain is fried
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La de da de da de da
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Do not turn my volume down
Do not bring your friends around
Verse 4
Only few, I'm holding down
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Just shaved down to the baby face
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Clothes on me, guess it's Holiday
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Fried, no sides at the restaurant
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My sleep schedule like the power here,
it's never on
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Feeling like the past year a whole
escapade (uh-oh)
Four cars,
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need a motherfucking Escalade
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Pack it up like a clown car (honk, honk)
Bet you know my name from here to Hong Kong,
bet I get along
Make some commas, karma,
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watch 'em sing along
Ayy, err, err, butter knife like
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dancing on a knuckle
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In the thunder car,
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rocked up in the Lumma
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Incidental, I be better by the summer
I be better by the winter,
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I be hoppin' in the rental
Maybe Tesla for all my missus
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sitting in the Volvo
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Damn, shoot 'em down like,
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hmm, sorry, do it all here
Verse 5
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La de da de da de da
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Do I trust 'em? Probably not
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I think that y'all probably fry
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I think that my brain is fried
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D
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La de da de da de da
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Do not turn my volume down
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Do not bring your friends around
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Only few, I'm holding down
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La de da de da de da
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Do I trust 'em? Probably not
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I think that y'all probably fry
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I think that my brain is fried
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La de da de da de da
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Do not turn my volume down
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Do not bring your friends around
Only few, I'm holding down
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I'm moon-walking on on the sun, hot
Verse 6
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I used to live where the guns popped
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Made some records then we
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moved out
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Turned rap into the new pop
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Bandanna, I'm the new Pac
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I been blowing up, I can't stop
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They need my niggas in the White House
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I do business with the white folks
Bring that money back to black folks
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Flip it, stimulate the cash flow
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Economic, but I speak ebonics
LA turned me to an asshole
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I been shopping down on Melrose
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Still a nigga but I'm living different
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I been looking at the bigger picture
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So I don't hear 'em when
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they talking to me
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I just wanna fi nally fall in love with
Verse 7
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Maybe someone I can binge drugs with
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Living like a prince but I'm dove-less
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Playing Playing my emotions,
you a dumb bitch
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Everybody talking on some
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gun shit
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They don't even know where the bus sit
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Cry nigga, gotta fuckin' kick back
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Gotta leave those soft niggas at
the kickback
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Splittin' all my problems like a Kit-Kat
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I I finessed the night that we slipped up
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I could let you know
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where I'm next at
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Tell my baby girl where the
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brakes at
You know I got number
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one pick stats
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Catch me on the field, it's a mismatch
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More like an eclipse she
couldn't miss that
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Putting my appearance where my chips at
Verse 8
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La de da de da de da
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Do I trust 'em? Probably not
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I think that y'all probably fry
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I think that my brain is fried
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La de da de da de da
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Do not turn my volume down
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Do not bring your friends around
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Only few, I'm holding down
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La de da de da de da
A
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Do I trust 'em? Probably not
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I think that y'all probably fry
A
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I think that my brain is fried
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La de da de da de da
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Do not turn my volume down
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Do not bring your friends around
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Only few, I'm holding down
Interlude 1
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Verse 9
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La de da de da de da
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La de da la di da, do walla,
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do (do) walla, (do do) do walla
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La de da de da de da
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La de da la di da, do walla,
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do (do) walla, (do do) do walla
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La de da de da de da
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La de da la di da, do walla,
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do (do) walla, (do do) do walla
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