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IncomingBoy, we wasn't never no joke, nah, nah, nahAll summer, murder he wrote, nah, nah, nahWho they talkin' 'bout? Nah, nah, nahDoin' everythin' they didn't allow, nah, nahOverthrow, send the drones inAll the maneuvers, feelin' closed inI don't need to strike back, I let God fight my battlesAin't strapped with a Tec, laid it down, now where they at?Next time you text, can it wait?You are talkin' to a presidential candidateI know you think Obi-Wan gettin' tired nowDon't jump, Anakin, I got the higher groundI'ma hit the moonwalk like I seen TitoMan... like the Prеsident just got vetoed (Woo)Got to sign off for thе veto, ayyI don't need to sign a release, I'm a freed old manThis is a video game, this is a simulation, manHow do you listen to lame? They the imitation, manTake an idea, live it, take a idea, did itTake an idea with it, just look how we get itJust look how we did it, can't tell me we ain't did itCan't tell me we ain't lived it, can't tell me we ain't lived itJust look how we get it, cartoons ain't timelessCop cars ain't mind us, one call ain't wirelessBoy, we wasn't never no joke, nah, nah, nahAll summer, murder he wrote, nah, nah, nahWho they talkin' 'bout? Nah, nah, nahDoin' everythin' they didn't allow, nah, nahOverthrow, send the drones inAll the maneuvers, feelin' closed inI don't need to strike back, I let God fight my battlesAin't strapped with a Tec, laid it down, now where they at?If I put myself in harm's way to get my own mastersThey'll put theyself in harm's way to stay the masterThey'll put theyself in harm's way 'cause they ain't askin'They'll put theyself in harm's way, the slaves are massiveDo you want me to get specific?Do you want me to name numbers?Do you want me to name summers?All the stars came from usAll the styles came from usAll the talent came from usAll the shoes came from usBut the news ain't on usAll the news ain't honestAll the news ain't honestThey wanna ignore me, rewrite the storyTake all the top spots, in every categoryBack in fashion with them boys, can't ig-can't ignore meBoy, we wasn't never no joke, nah, nah, nahAll summer, murder he wrote, nah, nah, nahWho they talkin' 'bout? Nah, nah, nahDoin' everythin' they didn't allow, nah, nahOverthrow, send the drones inAll the maneuvers, feelin' closed inI don't need to strike back, I let God fight my battlesAin't strapped with a Tec, laid it down, now where they at?
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