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I Serve the Base

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I serve the base, I serve the baseYou would fuck a bitch nigga for the fame, won't you?You would give that pussy up to a lame, won't you?Like a old school, I re-did the frame on youI got my old shooters with me and they land on youWord to them niggas at the sixA whole lotta lean, my nutritionThey should've told ya I had the drank on meThey should've told ya I brought the bank with meThey should've told ya I keep that molly on meThey should've told ya I got that stick with meYou the one who duckin' from a drive byMy niggas unemployed sellin' bye-byeI serve the base, I serve the baseI serve the base, I serve the baseI keep a shooter with me like MaloneI fuck around and did it on my ownCome and fuck with me baby, I'm a franchiseMolly and them xans got me aggravatedThe hundreds and 'em fifties, get 'em separatedPut them hundreds and them hundreds, yeah we segregatedThey tryna take the soul out me, they tryna take my confidence and they know I'm cockyFuck another interview, I'm done with itI don't give a fuck about a ho, I let a young hit itI play the games of the thrones with youI can't change, I was God-givenTryna make a pop star and they made a monsterI'm posted with my niggas and the champagne flowA nigga was the prince now my mind back homeA product of them roaches in them ash traysI inhale the love on a bad dayRap tides the sides of purple activisThey should've told you I was on the pillThey should've told you I was on the lickI serve cocaine in some ReeboksI'm full of so much chronic, need a detoxI serve the base, I serve the baseThey should've told you I'm was just a trap niggaI'm in the white house shootin' crack niggasI gave up on my conscience gotta live with itThis remind me when I had nightmaresThese bitches wanna be here, they be right hereThey should've told you I'm was just a trap niggaThey should've told you I was gon' lap niggasThey should've told you I was overseasSay your last words, can't breatheThey sent the ghetto bird out to get meFinally did a minute, now I'm clonedBecause I was ambitious, now I'm onFive in the mornin' on the corner rollin' stonesI just work for money, I count it on my own, fuckThey should've told you I was on the pillThey should've told you I was on the lickI serve cocaine and some ReeboksI full of so much chronic, need a detoxI serve the base, I serve the baseI serve the base, I serve the baseYou the one who duckin' from a drive byMy niggas unemployed sellin' bye-bye
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