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The same old nigga since day oneSharp as a ginzu though my tennis shoes Ray GunsRaise up your glass, puff and pass for they hating assW's on my mind, peep what I'm getting atAttire proper, Bryce Harper though slightly darkerFrom where the drivers forgotten, you get blocka for parkasRonald's was poppin, they be wildin' for positesShorty from Waldorf say Wale don't stop up your progressIt's not a problem, little mama, only a part of me polishedI get inside her head and promptly get Kylie MinoguingSlick mouth, nigga, legendary with lyricsAnd never let up, keep one leg up, nigga Kerry KittlesIt's very simple, I'm innocent, now you never winningAnd I'm up about fifty effortlessly, nigga, check the tickerFuck a nigga, hate a hater, that's just how I'm livingAnd I'm playin' ball with a chess board, nigga; Bobby FischerAnd it's hard to be focused going around all these womenI tell her I'm much deeper, that don't mean I'm much differentMore like the writing, Iceberg Slim with better dictionShe let me hit her in the gut, feel it like premonitionsWooh, you know I'm feeling myselfTell these niggas Folarin back on my way to that beltBy the way of the beltway, where they hatin' too muchWhen niggas dirty, thirsty, hungry they subjects to lunchRight? But at least we see that's the problem being not onI inspire for well-off, y'all inspire for well-knownNot no LeBron, but I'm cool with being JamalCross, somebody falling, don't keep reaching, let me just ballJust ball with these groupies, been tired of these niggasThey ain't seeing me stunting, like a tint-job on a BentleyYour annual is my rent fee, been playing it cool, don't tempt meFuck that, but nah, I take 'em out to lunch, I'm a cannibal to these emceesEver so glutinous, miss me with that sucker shitTatted out with angelsSince I pray I don't get caught up in this game, niggaNot a chance, niggaAbout a dollar so they hollering I changed, niggaSame lyrics, just the stage differentSneakerman Daniel san, we still crane kick 'emTell the haters better raincheck meOne call to clean them up, still hang with made niggas
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