Tonalidad: G# minor
Verse 1
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I never been a hater,
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I'm an innovator with a pen and paper
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But you imitators is straight
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trash incinerators
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You owe me cheddar,
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better send a paper
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Cause I'll black out and light
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your crib up like the generator
I need mines on time, not a minute later
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He could die, you try to get your friend to
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Fuck medical aid,
ya dog a pass, remember
Arthur
Ashe?
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Mac -10 is loaded up,
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I got the heart to blast
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I've been a slid on a business tip,
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I'm a walkin' average
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Tryin' such enough cake to make
the stock market crash
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I sold pills, filled
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Mac drug orders
The
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Mac -30 is free like bathtub wa ter
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I'm mad cuz ordered them girl clothes,
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they look disgusting
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I get money off the books, I'm hustlin'
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Push my buttons,
I can heat it fast as microwave ovens
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I need a bag to spin it, I
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don't like to save nothin'
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I'm paid, bustin' moves,
got exceptional agility
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The work be lockin' up like
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a cor rectional facility
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I'm steady workin',
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got pro fessional stability
No matter your profession,
they gon' question your ability
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Without a question,
ain't nobody ill as me
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Ask the rappers, I'm still a
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G, the hustle still in me
Cassie
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Trapp, I clap em',
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they gon' toe -tag a map though
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I'm fuckin' raw,
I went gold from the rip like a
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Magnum rapper
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Yo, fuck the law and y 'all givin'
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information up
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I'm on it, but in formants is
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fuckin' my concentration up
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So fuck em all cause they fucking
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my compensation up
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I make a fucking call,
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that broad'll give ya loc ation up
What's up with y 'all, y
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'all hustlers or rappers?
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White lives matter cause most of
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my customers crackers
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Y 'all fronting but y hustling back wards
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I done pushed a lot of weights,
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sometime I gotta take a muscle relaxer
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We get it from the muscle,
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we trappers, bills entry
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It's a blessing I can see
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M's cause I'm a
MC
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Life is expensive,
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y know how high rent be
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When dudes move to funeral homes,
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they live rent free
Don't tempt me,
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see my style is sickening
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I was born with bars like my hoes, fuck
COs
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I have a child in prison
I'm from the jungle as a child
was in a wild position
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Back in the days, I sold skinnies
They was my only treasure
Now my bags fat,
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get cash out for the loud I'm pitching
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Some men follow the trend,
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that's why they style be switching
I got a switch on the fifth and
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a 40 -column dripping
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Niggas in they forties still mak
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ing juvenile decisions
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You know the story and what
that could get you, man
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I backsmack you with the hand
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and clap at you with the can
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I can scrap, but I'm a clapper pistol fan
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I'ma snap shit, hit fan,
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cause I'm a goat and not a sacrificial lam b
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I cooked it up and gave samples,
they was sacrificial grams
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I know all about the cloud of platinum,
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plaque could get you mad
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I packed a trap, could get you bands,
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and it's time to go eat
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Bro hatin', I need loc ations,
I'ma find a bull street
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Put this addy in the navvy,
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then it's time to draw heat
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If I pull it, bullets is longer than some
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dinosaur teeth
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Since way back, I've been a big stepper,
dinosaur feet
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It's time to score when me and
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them other connoisseurs meet
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If it's time for war,
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shooters at your mama door deep
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Goons creepin' in the room while
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your momma snores sleep
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Them boys get a dog on
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your momma floor treats
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Then treat her like a silhouette
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and bloody up the pillow set
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I'm up but ain't take my face
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off the pillow yet
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Rest in a pillow in a coffin
for pillow talkin'
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I feel so blessed,
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most artists had to show the run
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I'm hot like when they turn on the
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hydrant and let the water run
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That fire, you can order some
I ran through like a quarter ton,
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the boy was young
Savin' allowance,
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then went and bought a gun
Everywhere I went, I bought the gun
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I wasn't taught to run, you coochie
Wouldn't even try to
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shoot me with a water gun
I got some hitters, nigga, more than one
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I fought dudes that got
some short screws
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Cause I got an even shorter one
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And boy, how the work in that
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work over the border come?
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He forced to hustle it,
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but who enforced the government?
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Of course it's illegal,
so people forced to smuggle it
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The force lock you up for it,
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then you forced to fuckin' sit
I been fly, but the
Air
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Force never trusted it
I been a shooter, but the
Marines, I never fuck with it
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I been this wavy, coulda been in the
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Navy, but fuck a shit
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The soldiers in the army fatigued,
but can't fuckin' quit
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We had the
Black
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Panthers, now we got a bunch of
Crips
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Went from 5 %ers to plug members,
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I'm fuckin' pissed
Niggas was marchin' with
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Mar tin, holdin' up a fist
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Now demons screamin' on
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God, then go an d bust a lick
Ayo, this ho that charged 500
bucks to hit
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Just robbed a man for 500 bands,
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you'll never trust a bitch
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My record ain't got a scratch,
I'm in the fuckin' mix
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Like a dude on the one and twos,
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cuttin' up the hits
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Before you could count to three,
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I'd bust a fifth
Then
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I'ma make it clap like
Spliff
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Hang it up or cut your wrist
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cause you a fuckin' snitch
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Nigga, my finger that pull the trigger
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always fuckin' it
Bitch, you wasn't on probation makin' the drug stretch I backed
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it up with gloves on an d still failed the drug test
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I'm sunnin' these rappers
but never took a blood test
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To night me and my wife might
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have some pour up sex
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Rub breasts, then eat her out ,
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bust a grub next
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Anytime I'm facin' her thighs,
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I'm straight energized
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Wait on the strength, if you attempt to slide I'll split your
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shit to the white meat and leave that street gentrified
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When guys get sent to
God, I don't sympathize
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Grass grow naturally,
but my gas is synthesized
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Sometime you stick to the script,
sometime you improvise
But
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I'ma check your temperature,
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my temper rise
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Pussy
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you
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