(Hook)
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Hello, is this thing on?
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Can I get a round of applause?
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Think I finally stepped off from the porch painting portrait in the chorus
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Is unfortunate that it took so long, but fuck it.
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(Verse)
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I¡¯m such a dummy in a rough, color clarity and cut,
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But the crop that promised A1, let me tear those enough to make you wanna break bad
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And the hater wanna break dead.
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See niggers with no money, I can prone, so fuck what Drake said.
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But I¡¯m speeding out of city limits, watching the Marley
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Portions gotta make some digits when losing gotta make no name
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The government¡¯s a bunch of digits,
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No luck we¡¯re living in the system, that¡¯s the kind to make you take what you be giving.
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Got to get it while you can, say you can understand
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A betrayal can get you cured under every circumstance
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These casualties that were whoever connecting getting
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There¡¯s bodies on the floor, nobody respects the innocent
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I¡¯m guilty of doing some things, they sure as hell are mad at me
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Got no time for that thing, I can do itself battery
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Easy struggle it¡¯s nothing I get from struggle
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When hustle make me some buzz and taking me so up.
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(Hook)
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Hello, is this thing on?
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Can I get a round of applause?
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Them youngers finally stepped off from the porch painting portrait in the chorus
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Is unfortunate that it took so long, but so what?
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Cause now we so up, cause now we so up.
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Cause now we so up, cause now we so up.
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(Verse)
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I remember the feeling, a chasing tree, pillars take to the ceiling
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Lord willing, clips hiding, have a mind of a dealing
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Tips on the chip on your shoulder for kind of closure
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What¡¯s up?
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My head fall fetch dress students
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No cares for who here first when the realest niggers were true.
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But for the lights of you no messing to counting paper
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Stab it behind my habits, talk money over a taper.
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Of course niggers ain¡¯t heard of that, take mine and murder back,
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And I ain¡¯t nice of shit if you pupils before you heard the clack
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Balls do cost, that¡¯s liber for culminating,
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No worries for ever losing, switch lane for money lancing.
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Father become forgotten, big momma start getting find it,
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Keep vision knows when you plack, say your prayers, finish your dinner
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Script as the perfect picture, a privilege in my religion,
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Still confront with the sinners, I hope that I get forgiving, Lord.
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(Hook)
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Hello, is this thing on?
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Can I get a round of applause?
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Them youngers finally stepped off from the porch painting portrait in the chorus
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Is unfortunate that it took so long, but so what?
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Cause now we so up, cause now we so up.
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Cause now we so up, cause now we so up.
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Mafia Money
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| Kent Money |
