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Yeah |
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I'm hustlin', chasin' dreams and hopes that I could become somethin' |
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I threw a party, she say Bassy, thank you, but it's nothin' |
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Cause I had to keep it jumpin' |
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a'int Blake Griffin, but I know that you be jumpin' |
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Poker face stiffin', but I know that you be bluffin' |
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No, I don't be cuffin', all these ducks be gettin' |
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Rubber duck etcaeterin', and I'm the pain |
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I left to make, and can't be ya crutch and meta.. |
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Piffy lined up, fired up in the dutch |
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Of the easy lined up, wide up, six speed |
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Like clutch, the city on me, I'm clutch |
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No Worries ain't depending on me, I'm clutched |
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Toast up my most tough at thirty thousand feet |
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Henny in |
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Make you grip about the street |
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Grab The D cup on the freak, played that bitch and press repeat |
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thru time zones, I'm on that trip |
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Got yo piece of the pie, and you pawn that shit |
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I'm takin' all that shit until I own that sis |
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College shit get mind blown, I'm on that quick |
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She got expenses for Dixon and a nose that's rich |
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Nothin' betta than brown dough that's on that stick |
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A lil' hashish, shiish, baby |
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If you roll it up with some keiff |
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Super chasin paper about my lose leaf |
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Rollin papers |
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I do chief |
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Meditatin' like I'm Bruce Lee, at the Carter |
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Charles De Gaulle To |
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Guess I'm flawed, that's the roll, ain't nobody perfect |
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Do it all just to ball and the shit is worth it |
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[Verse two] |
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It's like that now |
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Quick, fuck that let me get back |
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I'm in L.A. but my days got sand from Dubai |
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I'm getting brains all day like I'm Magna Cum Laude |
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Cause, while you boys planked I was getting more stamps |
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Now my passport shitting on your whole camp |
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Fuck ya Instagram, that monkeys do delivery, that instant gram |
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Damn, put them ones up for them ones that's above us cause we miss them man |
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And to the niggas stuck up in the can |
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And slam a cage up in ya body put cha body up in a different plan |
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Different plain |
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Same hustle different game |
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They don't love you if they always wanted you to stay the same |
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Slidin' through the checks, now I'm slidin' the the W with different dames |
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That's a W nigga figure that shit is game |
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I just keep doubling figures until my niggas ain't |
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Pedelin' pills and kaine |
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Cause in the streets, of the industry man them presidents is still the same |
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I get that green back |
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Fiend Bas, I mean that |