[Hook]
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[Hook]
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Wait a minute, just you listen
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To what I've got so say, yeah
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Say yeah, say yeah, say yeah
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[Verse 1]
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I started out within hoodies and the knapsack
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Now I sell them, so you know I get a cash back
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All leather like a brand new hatchback
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Silver bullet BMW, they're yelling past that
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How did you pass that
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Test when the rest labels fell faster than the bag they in ?
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Go and ask that
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Man, he's standing right there, hundred gram in his hand telling the fans, yeah
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He's courteous, never nervous
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Superbious, hood nigga but he ain't suburbians
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I got it all from the killas from the nerdiest
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Clean mouth niggas to the south where the dirty is
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All connect to global
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So when I do shows overseas with my peeps I can show you
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Plus we set up whatever we call
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Me and 9th setting every mall
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You're wasting time, dawg
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[Hook]
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Wait a minute, just you listen
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To what I've got so say, yeah
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Say yeah, say yeah, say yeah
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[Verse 2]
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When I first came in the game, they said I couldn't do it
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So I just grandpooled it, meaning I brand-newed it
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Y'all pursued it, you're still pursuing it
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I did it, yup, and still doing it
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Still (?) it, yeah, gets better
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Like a Cashmere sweater, or it's last year's cheddar
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Duckdown's ahead of
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Anybody trying to rap the hip-hop a¢æ?cause it was a wrap when I met her
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You said hi, she said bye
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You said why, she said, a¢æ©«I met Beady-Eyeda¢æ?
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He's that guy, crownded, but his head in the sky
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Anytime he looks around it, then it's lead in your eye
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Think it's a joke? Feel them fo-fo's arrive
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This ain't a game, nah, this ain't poker's eyes
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Oversize, you ain't even game-affiliated
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Shit on Worldstar, man, you really made it
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Buckshot's created, flows like the hurricane seas
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And 9th and Buckshot's smile for no reason
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You wasting time, dawg
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[Hook]
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Wait a minute, just you listen
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To what I've got so say, yeah
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Say yeah, say yeah, say yeah
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[Verse 3]
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I shut down the streets, barricade blocks like
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What up fella? When you wanna rock?
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And roll, in my pocket AKA a nine
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Old school term, mint like condition, I am not (Get it?)
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I am similar to brown blocks
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Angelina Jolie shots for shooting around blocks
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If you see a dot on your head that don't mean you're Hindu
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That mean you're withdrew
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First thing on my mind is get mine
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Break rules with the hammer on my waistline, waste time
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Screw you? Nah, I bring drills
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So I forklift money everyday when I eat a mill
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Remember them skills up in Brownsville
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That you got nice with, got broke, and broke nice with
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I remember that like my first arrest
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9th, bring in the chorus, give the verse a rest
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[Hook]
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Wait a minute, just you listen
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To what I've got so say, yeah
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Say yeah, say yeah, say yeah
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[Outro]A?2
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Don't play with me, I'm far from a game
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I got this label shit locked, bars in a chain
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You might see me, but I'm far from your lane
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I'm the bullet with the shot, y'all just the stains
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What I Gotta Say
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| 9th Wonder |
