Key: Db major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
back from recordin'
I interact, my performance go tit
for tat with informants
Let's get it back by the mornin',
sayin' I'm big -headed
My fitted cap is enormous,
this midget mad keep him off us
One clip and receive a coffin,
sippin' yak, leanin' off
And some mention that people talkin',
evil, Knievel
Couldn't believe it, I'm
freakin' awesome,
I'm deep with the people I see you peekin',
don't make me get even
I got an ego, dearly depart him,
no father bastard decisions
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ready to load this clippin'
I write it different, no plan B
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Bustin', leave it up in
then got pulled like vitamins
Hennessy, bring my Bible in,
enemies bring the rifles in
tryna whip it like he cyclin'
hope it's good though
Well -connected nigga with some Gs,
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I need the chair, death row flow,
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Fruity stones in the bezel
look like it's wild gay
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All the oceans in the world
Caramel mocha seats for the brown range
iPod full of beats,
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these niggas sound lame
Before the throne
Selling narcotics for profit
until I found fame
eventually seen the town
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change
Exterminate rats, hell of a mouse aim
Blowing spinners,
turn off minutes before they out came
I'm living the same shit,
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hood changed when that drought came
my house pain,
trying to live it up
I'm in the cut like couch change
Atlanta chick introduced me
to some south brain
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so amazed with a mouth game
sour smoke like incense
Connecting Daytona,
moving zone in front of 10 bricks
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On the block, pourin' in my forms,
bringin' magic back
Kazan with the gram strip,
bangin' like the Shaq attack
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Shorty tryin' to fuck,
where the magnums at?
Charger blue, magnum black,
hard to move, I'm handicapped
what we loadin' up?
Sellin' boat, I ain't talkin' yachts,
niggas smokin' dust
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I ball hard like the Black Mamba,
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track jacket with the black Sambas
Talk more shit than a black momma,
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got a long clip and a black limer
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me like I'm too short
Sour could choke you,
cowards could smoke you
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tryna provoke you to do court
with some bumpin' grind
We ain't hookin' nothin' up,
nigga, them numbers fine
my Jordan's number nine
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My shirt Ralph Lauren, we touring,
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the world is mine
my Jordan's number 9
My shirt Ralph Lauren, we touring,
the world is mine
I'm on my 8th blunt,
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the world is mine
Outro 1
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