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Ok, I be on that money low |
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Balling like K Durant, I hit you that thunder ho |
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Lightning Breitling on my wrist |
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My necklace it look sunny though |
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I’ma kill these rappers till they say Meek I don’t want no more |
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I ain’t gotta say I’m back, I was never frontin' though |
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Rappers thought they ******* with me, bottom line like underscore |
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Everything I do is hot, I give em that summer flow |
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All year around hit the stage, tear it down, hit me now, hear me now |
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Clearly pal, this Philly in its flesh |
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I ain’t never get a tat but I got Philly on my back |
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I put castle in my back, I put Gillie on that track |
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And bring that real *******t to the front, all that dissing to the back |
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Hold up, hundred thousand mixtape sold, facts |
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I got it from Jahlil that the same place I get my tracks |
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I’m slammin for my city, he put Chester on that map |
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I take em everywhere I go, I keep em closer than my strap |
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Ok, we be making hits, and you be wastin' time |
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Cause everything we put out go up like Kobe from the line |
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They told me I keep goin' and keep flowin' I’ma *******ne |
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And then they calling us the dream team, Kobe and LeBron |
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Is that your girl, I’m a g, what I rep, M-O-B |
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If he say he ******* with me, what I say, N-O-T |
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You know me, I stay fly, I stay fresh, I stay high |
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Pull up in the Maserati, tap the gas and I say bye {Skiirrt} |
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They can’t even keep up, and I ain’t even heat up |
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Wait till I sign my deal and draw my line and we gone sweep up |
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Beat the beat up, take the streets up, pop famous like a reefer |
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I’m like an iPhone volume that stop buzzin' like a beeper |
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I sneak up, ******* the game up |
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Talk leds, reel my name up |
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I done came up, from the same stuff |
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Run tracks just like a train up |
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You lame bra, what’s your name son? |
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Top 5 what I came for |
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My *******t *******ne like a rainbow, your put that ******* chain up |
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Look what you *******s made me do, *******t *******ne like baby blue |
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Pick your favorite rapper, I’ll put me and him on pay per view |
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We get busting paper too, thanks giving on your artist |
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They say my barz the craziest, my flow's just so retarded |
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Im started now wrap me up |
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Go hard, no lettin' up |
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These cops, wanna lock me down |
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Haters, wanna wet me up |
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Praying on my downfall, I know you ain’t gone help me up |
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I guess I’ll do the ground work, let Tip and Cali set me up |
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I’m gone ******* |
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I said I’m gone |