Yeah, yeah, 'cause you know I gotta get mine
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All my niggas all in line
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So you know we gonna be fine
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Just a youngin' on his grind
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Tryna get to the shine
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So fuck you and your town
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Even if they hate it or they love it they see me
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Even if they hate it or they love it they see me
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Even if they hate it or they love it they see me
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Yeah, they see me
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Brought all my bottles to the top of the tops
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Used to bake ' I got this green for the block
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All these girls they be loving how I changed nothing to something
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And these hustlers be rocking like I got drugs in my pocket
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I feel so unappreciated, they say I'm too overrated
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Man, these haters be hating 'cause they just mad that we made it
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See, I stopped caring 'bout cowards and concentrated on ours
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Talking seconds and minutes, I'm talking Rollies and Benzes
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I'm talking business as usual, sometimes I'm too literal
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I speak with that Benjamin, if they was real they would do it
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I heard all is different now, I swear I'm just living
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'Cause when everything change I swear to God that I didn't
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I'm like yeah, yeah, yeah
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You'd be happy to see me quit but I'd be damned to let you win
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So Pries gonna get what's coming while these niggas steady fronting
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And I'mma play this game while y'all niggas play the dozens
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Yeah, yeah, 'cause you know I gotta get mine
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All my niggas all in line
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So you know we gonna be fine
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Just a youngin' on his grind
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Tryna get to the shine
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So fuck you and your town
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Even if they hate it or they love it they see me
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Even if they hate it or they love it they see me
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Even if they hate it or they love it they see me
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Yeah, they see me
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The knowledge was power so I chose it over pussy
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Lately I'm on fire, I'd be scared if you knew me
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She said slow down a little, you moving forward too fast
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You're getting over yourself, I said 'get your head out your ass'
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'Cause they dead in my greatness
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Even tested my patience
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No invite to the failure, that Coachella got faded
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I stopped giving a fuck, no wondering how come
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Everyone got a deal, I dropped an album with that boy
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For real though, looking at these end zones
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Got me questioning why these rappers settle for few goals
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' we made those, they wasting time chasing few hoes
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We press boxing these meetings, sipping on the Jack, getting geeky
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See me rolling like young Pac, getting Biggie like Raw and Los
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Dear Lord I hope You hear me 'cause my church need these dollars
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Said I'm late for a class but I'm right on top
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I ain't worried about you 'cause I'm gonna get mine fool, yeah
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Yeah, yeah, 'cause you know I gotta get mine
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All my niggas all in line
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So you know we gonna be fine
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Just a youngin' on his grind
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Tryna get to the shine
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So fuck you and your town
|
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Even if they hate it or they love it they see me
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Even if they hate it or they love it they see me
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Even if they hate it or they love it they see me
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Yeah, they see me
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Even if they hate it or they love it they see me
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Even if they hate it or they love it they see me
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It's Pries
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They See Me
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