Yeah, uh, like uh yeah
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This is an...I'm highly intoxicated
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Catered to get you hated just face I know you faded
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The fact I'm your lady favorite she shows me your dedication
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I take a dip in the basin setting the soul on fire
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Bought a car on the street gave it the name desire
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Was barely making the payments in depths of my own greatness
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These Egyptian women with lenses she wanna
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Fuck with a nigger that offended you killers
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Couple a cousins hustle, brothers that turned hipsters
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Look who I'm looking up to, young dumb and corrupted
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But fuck it I still love it uh
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And I was going through some family shit
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Now I'm going to the places where the Grammy's it
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Rip cars, the alarms, horses carriages
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Now I understand what this realm really is
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My niggers always ask why you let these killers Chris
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It feels like sometime you never gave a shit
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A year ago music started to change
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I refuse to come forth these niggers riding the way
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With one foot in the grave
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Career suicide but who am I to judge?
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Did it for the love Megas mark in the park
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With me and my blood, same nigger as are we now
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For when it all begun
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This love that I'm still living this tribute that still deliver
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We can't pack us from me to you
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While I stare at the mirror, the real is looking back
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Got my foot up on a pedal with no intentions of looking back
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And I'm out
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I'm Out
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| Lungz |
