Straight exclusive!
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They say that boy is gifted on some birthday present shit
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Now I'm all raping the game
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Nigga saying presidents came in on the twenties like the seventh president
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All that corrected the haters like the curse you couldn't see!
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It's Heaven sin, nigga just let me in
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They say that boy is gifted on some birthday present shit
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Now I'm all raping the game
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Nigga saying presidents came in on the twenties like the seventh president
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All that corrected the haters like the curse you couldn't see!
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They say that boy is gifted on some birthday present shit
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Now I'm on raping the game
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Nigga saying presidents came in on the twenties like the seventh president
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All that corrected the haters like the curse you couldn't see!
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It's Heaven sin, nigga just let me live
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I was twenty getting twenty racks of beat for them pop places
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They told me not to rap, nigga, how could I not say this?
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They're after my head, I'm trying to...
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Niggas used to show love, throw the shit so many tears
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Like a pop playlist!
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I come from a clique full of niggas too boozy fo Gucci
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I'll be in the club trying to say I'm making movies
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We'll be overseas, nigga, really making movies
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I wrote this all day, so I was really unruly
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Reminiscent a two-three, y'all niggas can't fool me!
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And I'm just here to take the game, I ain't asking it at all
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Truth is cast like the team drop them off like them off at the mall!
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I never could imagine buying thousands of dollars shirt
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Now that's the daily average, show me what I'm worth
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Gotta hide the price tags from my momma when she visits
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Cause that's more than people reading cards know what she living
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But still I spend it, fuck it, I gotta get it
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Pop out, niggas copping cares for my...
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She know why she lying rollie, I'm just thinking more...
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That's a visionary's image!
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So ya nigga could end it!
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I ain't expecting no applauds from niggas who run blogs,
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And niggas who getting old, and used to running charts
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Cause niggas is all friends, till you roll up in that Benz
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They let me take over lens, now niggas counting your ends
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They steady pray for my fall like flying high is a sin
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Also niggas love coke in the... now they bottle up
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While I'm partying with the star, champagne, bottles up!
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Never ran with the loss, swear I got a model cuff
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All I did is play my carts right, I ain't gotta bluff!
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Wave how to puff, we're in the same room,
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Talking life and getting high,
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Drinking what to play the fool!
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Young king, nigga, yeah, I got a crown too!
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Bitch from the cover of King prepping me for round two
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These days, every time the lights get low
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I realize I want an insecure light skin hoe
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Probably cause she seen this life before
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Yeah, I'm a pretty motivated tyrant, Titan, yeah
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That's who I am!
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I'm a hell raver!
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Fuck you hoes!
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I was fifteen having dreams of a rock
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Like a.. checking e-mails, trying to see where...
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Hoes wanna sex when you got... on the text
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You're still watching the throne, but we're working on what's next
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Way too cold, it's some that we can't catch
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Way too strong, we ain't even gotta flex
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All money on me if you want to save them
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Fuck 'em what them other niggas like playing Russian roulette
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No longer fucking with lames, all I dare waste seven
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It's the right hand, look for Tyson in 87!
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Tyson 87
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