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(Conductor)Yeah, right backI walked in the studio, Noel said "I thought that you quit? "I said "Nah, I'm quittin' again 'cause I started again"Gotta wait on thatThis like the storm before the calmWe'll get to the vacation laterFor realAyyLookLookThis is the decompress before the intermissionDone a lot of postgame talkin', but this one differentI told Lee to put him in the car, but don't pistol whip himAnd definitely do not shoot his ass 'til you get permissionPeople got a heavy misread on my dispositionTalkin' loose, then hit me up after on some"Please, Drake listen, listen"Energy they bringin' is inconsistentI got two Virgil Benzes, one that I'm whippin' right nowAnd the other one, I'm keepin' in mint conditionAnd niggas bound to slip eventuallyLike they sent permissionImagine us gettin' our validationFrom an ex-musician searchin' for recognitionSame story every time, they heckle in repetitionI'm top of the mountainThese niggas still down at base campThey plannin' they expeditionY'all the type to catch a charge, head to the depositionAnd act like the rapper named after the sex positionBut let me tell you 'bout my brother, thoughLet me tell you 'bout my brother, though, for realLet me tell you 'bout my brotherMan, let me tell you 'bout my brother, thoughMy brother a tool toter, my brother a tombstonerDiamonds and violence made us bond, we grew closerBrother a clip loader, my brother a sick soldierThat nigga stick'll it to you for real, he a lint rollerMy brother a aim botter, I bought him a Range RoverMy brother a flame throwerIt's like he playin' EDM, that nigga a chain smokerNiggas want smoke with us, I promise, it's game overGet your ass twist right here, he a kane rollerAnd then you niggas whine to J PrinceLike some grape growersMan, what the—?Got it to here with that shitLet me tell you 'bout my brother, thoughYeahI mean, enough about me (Conductor)Let me tell you 'bout my brother, though'Cause I'll backhand you boys with my writing handYou niggas do your shootin' on the web, you Spider-ManMy brother robbin' it down to you junes like Iron ManMy brother make your ace disappear like a slight of handMy brother carry bundles and extensions like hair storesIt's me, him, and a white ting, we movin' like ParamoreHe into some shit that they call internal affairs forI'm someone he care for, I'm someone he there forMy brother put some holes in your top, you a Air ForceI should charge for interviews, they want me to share moreA ticket just to check in with the boy, like the airportThis the part of the story you wasn't prepared forLet me tell you 'bout my brother, thoughMy brother say I'm better than everyone, he biased as fuckBlood is thicker than water, nigga, his iron is upAnd if you keep eyein' me down, trust me, his iron is upYour last album was buns, you niggas Hawaiian as fuckNiggas so down bad, they makin' alliances upCliquein' up with haters that was thinkin' of signin' to usKnowin' good and well, that when I dropThey inspired as fuckSecret admirers too embarrassed, they hide in the cutCN Towerin' over you niggas, I'm giant as fuckWait on whoever to say whatever, they quiet as fuckThe city don't love you like that and they fryin' you upI can't wait for the dayThat you choose to retire your stuffTakin' off the sneakers 'cause you tired of tyin' 'em upThat one day you wake up and tell 'em "Enough is enough"That's how you gon' find out you not Kobe Bryant to usMan, you not Kobe Bryant to us, at allAnd if them hoes really love youThen them hoes, they lyin' to usThey say they miss when you got 'em wetAnd you dryin' them upAlso don't doubt that you sent them hereAnd they spyin' on usMan, either way, nigga, beware of the dogDeep in my character flaws (Conductor)Humble back in 2012, now I give arrogant barsI remember blue streak with Neeks, we sharin' LacosteNow we go for dinner and we joke about sharin' the costGot me a ranch in the H, fuck all the carryin' causeBoy, I'm on top of the cake, just like some caramel sauceFuck all the settlin' down, these boys married in-lawsI go for dinner, they wife is there and she starin' acrossGod forbid I take her and they suffer a terrible loss, yeahBut enough about meHa-ha, yeah
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