Intro 1
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And I know the sun will rise with me
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And I know the sun will rise with me
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And I know the sun will rise with me
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And I know the sun will rise with me
(Just Blaze) Lord knows
Verse 1
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It's your worst nightmare,
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it's my first night here
And this girl right here,
who knows what she knows?
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So I'm going through her phone
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if she go to the bathroom
And her purse right there,
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I don't trust these hoes at all
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But that's just the result
of me paying attention
To all these women that think like men
with the same intentions
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Talking strippers and and models
that try to gain attention
Even a couple pornstars
that I'm ashamed to mention
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But Weezy and Stunna
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my only role models
Haffa and Jordan my only role models
That's why I walk around with all this gold on
And every time I run into these niggas,
they want no problems
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Bottom sixes and chains,
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and some bracelets and rings
All of the little accents that make me a king
I never hear the disses they try
and point out to me
But it's whatever
if somebody won't make it a thing
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I'm more concerned with niggas
thinkin' 'bout Christmas in August
Do anything to buy gifts
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for they daughters
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Get some shake, a brick in the press
And chef it like Mrs. Fields;
they're making the cookie stretch
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I know it so well,
I know the hustle so well
Stunt like I'm working
overnighters right by the motel
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Drug money outfit, record clean
Spend it all on me
and my fuckin' team
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Matchin' Rollies for real,
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matchin' Rovers for real (woo)
Places they say they've been,
we actually going for real (woo)
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I'm really killin' shit,
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fuck all the jiggy rapping (woo)
I'm going trigger
happy just to see my niggas happy (woo)
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Mixtape legend, underground kings
Lookin' for the right way
to do the wrong things (huh)
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With my new bitch
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that's living in Palm Springs
Young ass nigga, lifelong dreams
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They take the greats from the past
and compare us
I wonder if they'd ever survive in this era
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In a time where it's recreation
To pull all your skeletons out
the closet like Halloween decorations
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I know of all the things
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that I hear they be poking fun at
Never the flow though, they know I run that
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Fuck you all, I claim that whenever
I changed rap forever,
the game back together, yeah
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YM, I remain that forever
In the same place my brother
Wayne at forever
I'm a descendant of either Marley or Hendrix
I haven't figured it out
'cause my story is far from finished
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I'm hearing all of the jokes,
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I know that they they push me
I know that showin' emotion
don't ever mean I'm a pussy
Know that I don't make music
for niggas who don't get pussy
So those are the ones
I count on to diss me or overlook me
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Lord knows, Lord knows,
I'm heavy, I got my weight up
Roberson boost your rate up,
it's time that somebody paid up
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A lot of niggas came up
off a style that I made up
But if all I hear is me,
then who should I be afraid of?
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Bought a white Ghost
now shit is gettin' spooky
Very, very scary
like shit you see in the movies
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In this bitch,
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all drinks on the house like Snoopy
That's why all the real soldiers salute me
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Chorus 1
Trill nigga, for real
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Sun will rise with me
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And I know the sun will rise with me
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And I know the sun will rise with me
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And I know the sun will rise with me
Verse 2
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I fell in love with with the pen,
started fucking the ink (huh)
The hustle's an art,
I painted what I would think
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Still allergic to broke,
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prescription straight to the paper
Destined for greatness,
but got a place in Jamaica (woo)
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Villa on the water
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with the wonderful views (views)
Only fat nigga
in the sauna with Jews (Jews)
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Went and got a yacht,
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I'm talkin' Carnival cruise
And these niggas talking like hoes,
they mad they not in my shoes
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It's the red bottom boss (huh),
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came to buy the bar (huh)
Every bi-week, shit,
I'm bound to buy a car (woo)
Murder-cedes Benz
or that bubble double R (woo)
Headlights flicking, looking like a falling star
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Everyday them hammers bang,
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whippin' yay like Anna Mae (Anna Mae)
I run the gang
but the ladies think I'm running game
(running game)
Mink coats
make your woman wanna fornicate (fornicate)
Rozay and Drake, I'm getting cake,
Outro 1
nothing short of great
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(huh
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Lord Knows
Drake, Rick Ross
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