Feat. QuESt, Castro, Jon Bellion
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[Hook]
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Feeling this villainous vibe
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Feeling, feeling this villainous vibe
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Chip on my shoulder, fuck is you sayin'?
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Swear to God our fathers were playing nigga relate a message
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Breathless, every morning was forced to skip on breakfast
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Mama told me don't let these peasants throw rocks at the king
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Pawns tend to carry on with no conscience
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Straight non-sense, pay homage or K's vomit, verbal
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Fucker wanna know Biggie was making certain while niggas was getting iffy
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Heart is bigger than derrières of Vicky and Nicki
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But fuck up and diss me, this shit will 360
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And must I mention my body count?
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It's murderous, to be humble
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Murder is to be humble?
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Ever heard of me stumble?
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I was born in the jungle where niggas belly's will rumble
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Get checked for thinking or mumble
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But y'all still stick on rap
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Fuck all that
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I do this in my slumber, merely ventilation
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Tryna stay afloat be on a boat shit
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I swear that I'm lost inside of the spirit of Biggie back in his lumberjack
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Or Nasir with the fatigue, I felt stifle, street's disciple
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My raps are trifle, I shoot slugs for my, you get the picture!
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I was raised in Miami, niggas'll smack your coofie
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Just for acting coochie, your goofy actions'll never move me
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No sir, needy no ho, my homies ready to roll
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Never the matter the chitter and chatter
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I did it cause I can make Machete the flow
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And comeback, here's a force fact
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I'm not a dumb act, run that
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Little punk rat, fuck it, punch back
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In the middle of Little Havana
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Holding a hammer outside with pajamas
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Better watch your grammar around me
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These haters surround me, I swear it's unnecessary
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Gambino, you childish niggas could never see the shit that I do
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VMG, yes nigga VMG
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Only competition that we see is T.D.E.
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[Hook]
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Feeling this villainous vibe
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Feeling, feeling this villainous vibe
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(Happy birthday to my nigger Doe)
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I'mma be the guy that rap slow, sike nah
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Dictating bitches smoking Cubans I'm Castro
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My life is like the movie, and I'll be the director
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And just to get a small role, got bitches acting extra
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I wrote this verse in one minute cause Bobby said that he wants rhymes
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Intelligent, but I'm getting brain from bitches that's dumb fine
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Got punchlines like prime with the, world on my palm
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I knew that we would blow up cause bitch we be the bomb
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Rattpack out to get the cheese, drop a verse get fifty G's
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Hit the studio drunk as fuck but still drop a verse with ease
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I don't give a fuck
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Bitch you know the flow is second nature
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With no pen and paper break it down disintegrate a hater, wassup?
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[Hook]
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Let's have a money conversation
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Four hundred thousand from Eminem that's a payment
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Kennedy, Reagan's, presidential arrangement
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Please don't let this Pop kid take it back to the basement
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I'm still here screaming Beautiful Mind
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Sick of the noodles of rhyme in all my cubical grind
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So I just grew and decided to put you in your spot
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Ooodles and boodles of blue bags from Louis Vuitton
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Getting money with lawyers we have a Jew of a time
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With liquor in a Poland Spring like a Junior at prom
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Yes I chose to pop charts I'm doing the crime
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And that just means I'm fucking dope to you and your mom
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Working in the summer, AC on freezing
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Working in the winter like I got no heaters
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Spring rolls at the damn four seasons
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In the red October screaming thank you Jesus!
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[Hook]
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Feeling this villainous vibe
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Chilling with me and my Tribe
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Gotta spit this to survive
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How long have I been alive?
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Twenty-four years and counting not including my momma womb
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I'm here in the lab, and I'll be here until the tomb
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Album coming soon watch the Rattpack consume
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I've been on that real shit
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That fun shit
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Spit artillery, like a gunship
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V's up we run shit
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Don't come around with that dumb shit it's scandalous1
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In the studio in Los Angeles
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At No I.D. spot hit you with the heat rock goddamn
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With Bobby on the board everybody on the floor
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Hold up let me take a breath here come more
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This a freestyle let me redirect my intellect
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Drop this shit just for fun, it's all ove |